We are at a fragile moment in the life of the Resistance, and it seems people’s nerves and judgment are fraying the longer the war wears on. Pissants scatter dispiriting remarks about like litter. Fanatical contingents accuse anyone who holds a different view of being controlled opposition. Self-righteous inquisitors feel they have the right to tell you what you should and shouldn’t write about, how you should and shouldn’t spend your time. Purported allies ambush individuals of supreme integrity.
Ode to a Whistleblower (Video Tribute to Daniel Ellsberg)
After Daniel Ellsberg passed away, I republished my poem Ode to a Whistleblower to honor his memory and further Dan’s dying wish to #FreeAssange. Then a couple of weeks ago, Diane Perlman asked if I would be willing to provide a video of myself reading this poem for the tribute she and her co-director Todd Pierce are organizing at the Whistleblower Summit on July 30, National Whistleblower Day.
You Cannot Break Us
“The cost of freedom is always high, but Americans have always paid it. And one path we shall never choose, and that is the path of surrender, or submission.” —John F. Kennedy
This Independence Day, let us celebrate the indomitable nature of truth, the infectious spirit of freedom, and the resilience that empowers us to triumph over adversity.
Ode to a Whistleblower
I am republishing my poem Ode to a Whistleblower to honor the memory of Whistleblowers’ Whistleblower Daniel Ellsberg (April 7, 1931–June 16, 2023) and shine a light on the looming extradition of his treasured friend Julian Assange.
Impossible Things Are Happening
Impossible things are happening
human marsupials sort of
wandering around my neighbourhood
legally defined as normal adults
with their addicted adolescent sidekicks
Mistakes Were NOT Made: An Anthem for Justice
The following poem was inspired by a conversation with Mike Yeadon. We have both independently noticed the increasing use of terms like “bungled” and “blunder” to describe the crimes against humanity perpetrated under the cloak of COVID. Even well-meaning people who share similar values and goals sometimes fall into this trap being set by those preparing their parachute jump from culpability.
How the Deadly Vapor Changed the World Forever
This vapor, the town criers cried, could kill you at any time, anywhere. You could get it by talking, breathing, or singing. You could get it by standing or walking too closely to someone. You could even get it by playing. And the scariest thing of all—you could get it and not even know you had it.
Still Free
my true rebellion is in my refusal to submit to a lie that paralyzes the world
like a tuft of grass i sway with the wind
still free
Don’t talk about the situation
Let’s talk about nice things
And feign a connection as you take me by the
hand
Down the path to hell.
Refuse to be afraid! Freedom is fearless love.
We must declare independence from the society of fear and declare our dependence upon the freedom of nature. A declaration that says that freedom is fearless love and that a society of fear can never know freedom.
We are Heathen
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Le monde tourne mal
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