Oversion

Talk about gaming the system. It’s how Republican politics works.
It’s a form of making an investment. You have a business idea
that’s noxious to the world, obviously a bad idea, harmful,
you pony up a ton of cash to buy some Republicans, and get them to
establish a law that allows you to pollute and harm people,
eliminates sensible restrictions, even creates the problems
your business idea claims to address. The bought Republicans
do that eyes downward darting back and forth when discussing it.
An obviously bad idea, “why would anyone think of doing that”
eyes go down and dart around, then they lift their faces
and say some bullshit, all full of pseudo-self-righteous rectitude

https://www.theguardian.com/us-news/video/2016/nov/09/mitch-mcconnell-donald-trump-senate-control-video

With their embrace of prisons for profit they need not only
people to profitably imprison, but people to have the crimes
committed against them. And those victims had better have the money
to pay ambulance and a medical staff, or they’re just freeloaders.
Overly entitled freeloading victims of crime.

The bright weather today just irritated me. It really did.
I was out on my bike but making clear, “Don’t give me that
bright world state of mind,” It’s a dark world.

And it’s Trump causing a ton of it.

It’s like he’s planning to rape and pillage.
Destroy lives, destroy worlds, destroy the planet, the future
and be obnoxious about it. Insulting people while he does it
is important for him.

Irresponsible foreign policy ie relations with other nations
maniacal spending on wasteful military security and prison culture
and cruel Potterstown exploitation of the population in America
and everywhere. The Mammon President.

I always tend to see a lot of the 401 on the holiday break
and it’s an ouvre unto itself: flat snowy landscapes under grey skies
often blurred or obscured by motion and window reflections.
Most Christmasses at some point my mother and I drive around
looking at people’s lights.

I want to start with my absolute favorite of the weekend.
St Clair Beach used to be Windsor’s cottage country, a tiny village
of tiny lightly built houses, often upraised on posts due to possible
flooding, with nice little gardens often sinking below the level
of the piping! Dangerous place to mow a lawn, as bits of piping rise
above soil level. Many of the cottages have been demolished or built upon
with lots of larger houses now, but to see one of the old original
houses cheerfully decorated for the holidays is a happy thing:

The larger houses and St Clair Beach’s classic ‘ranch styles with sunken den”
type homes are cool too at Christmas time.

Some exotic, some postcard classic:

Observations this year: We were pleased by the element of tasteful restraint
this year. Some years we’ve really remarked about the wastefulness
and excess, with vast comprehensive displays of electrical wattage.
Understated was the theme, for those with lights, while many had none.
Obviously I like the deep crayon bulbous lights of the bygone era
and send a happy smiling wave of the mind upon those types of houses.
Anachronisms are not just golden but multicoloured, just like people.

I write all this as one who has not put up a single decoration
except for adding cards received to the top of the big bookcase
along with the little buddha, the globe, the Norton World and Postmoderns
Anthologies, and Neil Hennessy’s Jordin Tootoo tribute.
Apartment buildings get decorated less but still for a litmus
we saw buildings with anywhere from one to three units decorated,
a lot of houses too. Putting lights on balconies can be frightening
and I for one it wouldn’t even come to mind.

You’ll have to click it to enlarge to see the decorated ones
the painted stones as they say

It’s been a spectacular year for the little dudes.
They’ve faced their losses, great leaders have fallen,
leaving their greybeard tufts fluffing in the breeze
after battles with the starlings, but to a good cause.
They are many, and they are strong. They are expanding.

My persistence with the wild bird seed and careful navigation of their situation
has them flourishing. In a new development for the group in the shipping yard
little mobs from further away have been joining them, and they’ve been getting along.
It’s a nice change.

And I think it’s benefitting them. They disappear for lengths of the day
joining the other sparrows in their areas. The diversification of options will help.
There’s more hunter birds in the area this time of year. There was one I thought
was a dove til it flew. Another one suddenly took off when they discovered it
right where the group was festively dining.

In the extreme cold they become all bird bone and steel
and shrink themselves weightless expending little;
but they like regular cold weather, it gives them a zing,
and they have fantastic days.

so of in nettles insides come along.
So many good points around the role of faking things
and trying on obsessions politics identities

tangentially an insight into Trump supporters
(maybe the first one I have ever had)
people who have no lives, no role, no identity
trying on being Trump supporters, with his affirmations for doing so
maybe the only affirmation they get in their lives currently
and then they bond with each other
like some swamp version of the borg
throughout all the mouldy high schools of the land
on up into those not finding a first career
as of age 59 “always been a useless sack of shit”
now a Trump supporter, whose going to turn over everything.

Jesus Saves. Jesus Trump, of the
Now you have an identity
movement. “See? Now you’re with me
And I won’t even remember your name”
3, 5 years later, they’ll realize what a joke it was.
“you have done a good job, voting for me”
The evil mezmerist

Actual Mesmerists will deal with this man

But his supporters will love him for giving them that brief time
when they had an identity, and were connected to the world

see ya in sheep steaks voter, Trump will yell to them
once vested of the powers of President
until Batman and Robin and oh the movie projects
he’ll spur the country with

It’s like beating back the devil out there
the Trump supporters careening through their lvs
confused and lost,.

As If drumpf will bring back manufacting glory to Michigan

As If

coal pollution and coalmining will make america great again

as if

undermining the trust of every allie
will ‘help’ the overseas efforts

like some moronic omen figure
a trite tabloid grotesque as the french would say

a man with the deadweight visage of a corpse thrown off a bridge
30 years ago, to be polite

definitely a supernatural evil

have no doubt

for shame Donald Trump’s life

exhaust that supernatural tension

LEAVE THIS BODY, DEMON

You’re Gone, Don\ald Tr’ump ticket

It’d be a funny ending ending if he won

a rank idiot in charge

at least a Hillary win would be like clean hotels without bedbugs
a federal government that keeps things from going completely to hell

John R Barlow, Oversion Magazine
it isn’t true

I’m thinking a profanity laden rant on my
oversion weblog where swearing is allowed
built right into the settings, ‘Swearing?” Just fine.

swearing is allowed in oversion .

melt trump down c

and now you get the splendours of autumn

and answers to questions like
why is the moon so reflective
which I myself don’t know
whats with shining rock

Rainy days but if you ignore it the quality of light you can find is exemplary often bordering on unique.

I will also absolutely seek to not bore you with hockey 

They can seem few these days,
but ordinary days are like the wheels in the machine of life improving. That seems vivid in this era. In the quest of days the extraordinary and the not ordinary wash over us. Ordinary days are rare moments of being.

Watching Forrest Gump instead of the noisy hockey game.

It was sheer bonus as we neared the plateau du 401
at the Chatham level. Chatham isn’t on the 401
but its exits are; we’re sailing along in a sunny day
when we see this line form in the sky ahead

As we drew near it became more enormous
and passing under it in awe was a great relief
like driving under the Ambassador Bridge in volatile fog
…then less than a minute later slaughtered with violent rain
Awesome weather

Chatham area on 401 had rarely seemed so pretty