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Friday, April 06, 2012

Spotlight>> [Today's News Poem by @weatherlover420 /Jeff K, April 6, 2012]


Spotlight>> [Today's News Poem by @weatherlover420 /Jeff K, April 6, 2012]

"siberian plane in crash not de-iced" is the spotlighted article
the newspaper is australian
"do the australians know more about siberia than me?"
"russian plane crash kills 31" from the times
"that's too bad and stuff, but whatever, no need to spend feelings about it. it has a wikipedia article."
"utair flight-120"
there are pictures and videos of frozen airplane wings sticking up at 45 degrees. "australians were hearing about this exactly 2 hours ago. what was i doing 2 hours ago?" the pictures are mostly light blue and white
there are 875 other sources. there is a man with ice in his mustache and on his hat. There are russian letters. "siberia still has thatch-roof villages and people like 'serfs.'"
"raw video: 5 shot at calif. religious school" the associated press
"[asian name]'s victory leads to rethink about sanctions" the wall street journal
"kfc's game of big chicken" businessweek
"are all all kfc reps intensely charismatic and 'in your face' businessmen? are they required to put off an aura of powerful decision-making and manhood?"
google search kafka machine wiki, leave the spotlight

http://news.smh.com.au/breaking-news-world/siberian-plane-in-crash-not-deiced-20120403-1w9oo.html



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Surfeit of Haecceity [Today's News Poem by Khakjaan Wessington, April 6, 2012]


Surfeit of Haecceity [Today's News Poem by Khakjaan Wessington, April 6, 2012]
“Somebody’s got to live this life,”
-A billionaire

These gods.
The ghost of oil.
The god of speed.
The devil of boredom.
The curse of responsibility.
The heaven of consumption.
The thrill of electronic letters.
A story of technical glasses: lighting the prophet.
Siren: the scripture when spoken.
Apes in the city: clowns in the funhouse.

What is the surface of hell?
What of this surfeit of hell?
And when will we surface from hell?

I was swimming in the murk of my own ignorance.
I was swimming in the filth of my desires.
I was following my erection.
It hardened like concrete;
Melted like chocolate, then it hardened like a building of stone—
Melted like a mountain in the rain,
Rose again like Jesus—Lord of termites (he is risen from the mound)—
And sky its lover drowned the erection filled with insects.

I am a broken wheel,
The escaping neon gas,
The kilobits per second.
I am the devil of the details,
God—the surface—
And I am a wheel;
A story of light
Surfacing.

“If you think it's impossible for one person to change the world, we have two words for you: Peter Douglas. Faced with what seemed like an inexorable tide of development, oil drilling and privatization, Douglas set out in the 1970s to protect California's coastline. Without his passion, leadership and political skill, we would not have the largely pristine, breathtakingly beautiful, publicly accessible coast that millions from around the world travel to see and that Californians treasure. He stood up to powerful landowners, from the Hearst Corp. to the Pebble Beach Co., and to pro-drilling presidents, from Ronald Reagan to George W. Bush. He was vilified by would-be developers -- then again, you can't change the world and still have everybody love you. Douglas believed the vast majority of Californians support coastal preservation. We think so, too. As he pointed out in August at his last commission meeting, "The coast is never saved. It's always being saved."”
—Mercury News Editorial, 04/05/2012 03:36:34 PM PDT
http://www.mercurynews.com/opinion/ci_20334847/mercury-news-editorial-peter-douglas-changed-world

““Somebody’s got to live this life,” he says, gesturing to the pristine view from his penthouse villa. “God decided it should be me.” ”
—Kevin Roose, The New York Times, April 4, 2012, 4:18 pm Investment Banking | Special Section Spring 2012
http://dealbook.nytimes.com/2012/04/04/living-like-a-billionaire-if-only-for-a-day/





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