Berkeley agrees to U.N. rights treaties
Berkeley becomes the first city in the United States, and possibly the world, to agree to international human rights treaties.
Alice came to a fork in the road.
‘Which road do I take?’ she asked.
‘Where do you want to go?’ responded the Cheshire cat.
‘I don’t know,’ Alice answered.
‘Then,’ said the cat, ‘it doesn’t matter.’” —Lewis Carroll
Mom attempts to sell her son for gas money
I know the bottom, she says. I know it with my great tap root: It is what you fear. I do not fear it: I have been there.
Is it the sea you hear in me, Its dissatisfactions? Or the voice of nothing, that was your madness?
Love is a shadow. How you lie and cry after it Listen: these are its hooves: it has gone off, like a horse.
All night I shall gallop thus, impetuously, Till your head is a stone, your pillow a little turf, Echoing, echoing.
Or shall I bring you the sound of poisons? This is rain now, this big hush. And this is the fruit of it: tin-white, like arsenic.
I have suffered the atrocity of sunsets. Scorched to the root My red filaments burn and stand, a hand of wires.
Now I break up in pieces that fly about like clubs. A wind of such violence Will tolerate no bystanding: I must shriek.
The moon, also, is merciless: she would drag me Cruelly, being barren. Her radiance scathes me. Or perhaps I have caught her.
I let her go. I let her go Diminished and flat, as after radical surgery. How your bad dreams possess and endow me.
I am inhabited by a cry. Nightly it flaps out Looking, with its hooks, for something to love.
I am terrified by this dark thing That sleeps in me; All day I feel its soft, feathery turnings, its malignity.
Clouds pass and disperse. Are those the faces of love, those pale irretrievables? Is it for such I agitate my heart?
I am incapable of more knowledge. What is this, this face So murderous in its strangle of branches?——
Its snaky acids kiss. It petrifies the will. These are the isolate, slow faults That kill, that kill, that kill.
Candidate raffles off AK-47 at campaign rally
A candidate to be South Carolina’s next National Guard leader skipped the fiery speeches for firepower, launching his campaign with what he called a “machine-gun social.”
what is this anxiety,
this fucking sticky web
I find myself, day after day, caught in—
when will I be thrown?
kicked from the saddle into mid-air?
sense slammed with an asteroid into my skull?
they’re only words, not a pact with the devil.
relax. take a pill. sleep it off.
just do it.
Before the bed, before the knife,
Before the brooch-pin and the salve
Fixed me in this parenthesis;
Horses fluent in the wind,
A place, a time gone out of mind.” —Sylvia Plath
Pomeranian ordered to leave Colo. resort town
A Pomeranian has been kicked out of a Colorado resort town by a judge after getting in trouble for biting and other bad behavior.
to be held:
last time i saw you
your hair was long and dark,
are held by someone else.
her angel face
her closed hand,
black panties singing:
you wanted to touch.
a glass chest.
I had stories to tell,)
like you cared,
we were torn
we were begging for the best
MICHAEL JACKSON HAILS HITLER AS A ‘GENIUS’ IN LOST TAPE
clutching her decision
and he said, did you come here to tell me goodbye?
so she built a skyscraper of procrastination
and then she leaned out the twenty-fifth floor window
of her reply
and she felt like an actress
just reading her lines
when she finally said
yes. it’s really goodbye this time
and far below was the blacktop
and the tiny toy cars
and it all fell so fast
and it all fell so far
and she said:
you are a miracle but that is not all
you are also a stiff drink and i am on call
you are a party and i am a school night
and i’m lookin’ for my door key
but you are my porch light” —Ani Difranco
UK prison bans gel inmates used to get high
A British prison says a bunch of inmates have been caught with their hands clean — using hand sanitizing gel to get drunk.
you don’t love me
and so i give
drip off my back,
you scramble to collect,
I am an undressed wedding cake
using your teeth,
you scrape off
the best parts.
what am I?
you don’t know.
I try, I break.
I want, I restrain.
I love, I lie.
‘Gothic’ pierced cats sold online
WOMAN faces animal cruelty charges for sale of kittens with ear, neck and tail piercings