Wednesday, January 29, 2014
Monday, January 27, 2014
Anti Wage-Slavery Pro-Freedom Quotations Of The Week 1094-1096
You’re not the only one frustrated
The Spell of the Yukon
by Robert Service
I wanted the gold, and I sought it,
I scrabbled and mucked like a slave.
Was it famine or scurvy — I fought it;
I hurled my youth into a grave.
I wanted the gold, and I got it —
Came out with a fortune last fall, —
Yet somehow life’s not what I thought it,
And somehow the gold isn't all.
No! There’s the land. (Have you seen it?)
It’s the cussedest land that I know,
From the big, dizzy mountains that screen it
To the deep, deathlike valleys below.
Some say God was tired when He made it;
Some say it’s a fine land to shun;
Maybe; but there’s some as would trade it
For no land on earth — and I'm one.
You come to get rich (damned good reason);
You feel like an exile at first;
You hate it like hell for a season,
And then you are worse than the worst.
It grips you like some kinds of sinning;
It twists you from foe to a friend;
It seems it’s been since the beginning;
It seems it will be to the end.
I've stood in some mighty-mouthed hollow
That’s plumb-full of hush to the brim;
I've watched the big, husky sun wallow
In crimson and gold, and grow dim,
Till the moon set the pearly peaks gleaming,
And the stars tumbled out, neck and crop;
And I've thought that I surely was dreaming,
With the peace o' the world piled on top.
The summer — no sweeter was ever;
The sunshiny woods all athrill;
The grayling aleap in the river,
The bighorn asleep on the hill.
The strong life that never knows harness;
The wilds where the caribou call;
The freshness, the freedom, the farness —
O God! how I'm stuck on it all.
The winter! the brightness that blinds you,
The white land locked tight as a drum,
The cold fear that follows and finds you,
The silence that bludgeons you dumb.
The snows that are older than history,
The woods where the weird shadows slant;
The stillness, the moonlight, the mystery,
I've bade 'em good-by — but I can't.
There’s a land where the mountains are nameless,
And the rivers all run God knows where;
There are lives that are erring and aimless,
And deaths that just hang by a hair;
There are hardships that nobody reckons;
There are valleys unpeopled and still;
There’s a land — oh, it beckons and beckons,
And I want to go back — and I will.
They're making my money diminish;
I'm sick of the taste of champagne.
Thank God! when I'm skinned to a finish
I'll pike to the Yukon again.
I'll fight — and you bet it’s no sham-fight;
It’s hell! — but I've been there before;
And it’s better than this by a damsite —
So me for the Yukon once more.
There’s gold, and it’s haunting and haunting;
It’s luring me on as of old;
Yet it isn't the gold that I'm wanting
So much as just finding the gold.
It’s the great, big, broad land 'way up yonder,
It’s the forests where silence has lease;
It’s the beauty that thrills me with wonder,
It’s the stillness that fills me with peace.
Monday, January 20, 2014
Anti Wage-Slavery Pro-Freedom Quotations Of The Week 1091-1093
Charles Taylor, exclusive humanism, and the Dharma
Posted on June 16, 2013
by Hondo Dave
No Zen in the West
One slash of the sword, and it was done! "What now?" asked the bandit. "Put it back again," said Buddha.
The bandit laughed. "You must be crazy to think that anyone can do that." "On the contrary, it is you who are crazy to think that you are mighty because you can wound and destroy. That is the task of children. The mighty know how to create and heal."
thanks to Vancouver Traditional Martial Arts Dojo
By THE EDITORIAL BOARD JAN. 10, 2014
New York Times headline
Tuesday, January 14, 2014
Sunday, January 12, 2014
Anti Wage-Slavery Pro-Freedom Quotations Of The Week 1088-1090
Abolish the Corporate Income Tax
By LAURENCE J. KOTLIKOFF
New York Times
Published: January 5, 2014
Often as an activist I am meeting people who are the "new poor" and more often than not they are the whites who have fallen into poverty. They tell me, "I worked hard, I did all the right things, I am not a drug addict," etc. This is because they are appalled at the benign and silently conveyed hatred and blame for their condition directed toward them, the lack of assistance for them. I just want to scream at them, "Soooo, you mean that the woman who used to clean your house, the man who labored in the hot sun in your manicured yard, the person who cooked your food in that exclusive restaurant, they all did *not* "work hard enough" so they deserve their poverty and you do not?"
These newly poor are the ones who had good jobs and were laid off, fired, or whatever who now have to face the "McJob" economy that slipped in and took over while they remained silent because their bellies were full. These are the ones who laughed at activists like me when we tried to tell them these attitudes that later molded Welfare Reform would destroy the middle class and all that my grandfather and others who followed that had fought to attain to make working and economic conditions better for all. They think they "deserve" these services more than others who have always struggled in poverty all their lives because see, "those people" CHOSE to be poor, they did not.
What the hell? Who in the world wants to be poor????
Most people, even the poor, do not understand that poverty is an institution it is not a "choice". This institution remains firmly ensconced in our society because it is based on exploiting racism, sexism (including LGBTQ), ageism, classism, and the disabled in order to keep the upper classes in place.
Thursday, January 09, 2014
Monday, January 06, 2014
Illustrated Anti Wage-Slavery Pro-Freedom Quotations Of The Week 1085-1087
Schlegel, Lucinde (Leipzig), p. 32. (AP 379)
So, millions of British workers are anxious and frustrated. Is anybody surprised at the precariousness revealed by the latest Skills and Employment Survey, published on Monday? The national survey, carried out every six years, shows that more employees feel insecure than at any time in 20 years; that work is being intensified, with people being asked to do more and work longer; and that for the first time people working in the public sector feel more insecure than those in the private sector.
Job security is a thing of the past - so millions need a better welfare system
The Guardian, Tuesday 21 May 2013