Quiet, Please

Lots of noise on the American political scene today.

Occupy Wall Street continues, despite police brutality.  A few politicians are getting on board.  Dennis Kucinich, for instance.

Sady Svatopluka Čecha - Not a big park, but a really nice one

Herman Cain said the protests are un-American, proving once again that Herman Cain is an idiot.

Sarah Palin has officially announced that she is not running, surprising no one.

Scott Brown committed a bit of a gaffe.  The headline made it look like he was the next Silvio Berlusconi, but upon reading the article it wasn’t that big of a deal.  Yes, he said it was a good thing that Elizabeth Warren hadn’t taken her clothes off.  But, it was in a response to a joke she’d made about his posing nude for Cosmopolitan, and he was really kind of entrapped by the interviewer.  I’m definitely a Warren supporter, but this was no big deal.

So, lots of noise, but not much substance.  We could do with less noise.

I was sitting in the park today, killing a bit of time between classes.  It was a beautiful day – bright blue sky,  light breeze, quite warm for October.  A groundskeeper was tearing around the lawn on a leaf blowing tractor, having a grand old time.  I hate that shit.  So, I wrote this poem:

The leaves are falling from the trees like snow

almost as light as air, they fall real slow

they scratch the asphalt with a rasping sound

but fall quite silently on grassy ground

A scooter roars across the public green

and in its wake it’s churning up a mean

and angry cloud of chopped up leaves and dust

as the driver, and his boss, assume they must

but if he hadn’t come to work at all

it would not in any way disturb the fall

the winter would still come, as we all know

and leave the leaves all covered up with snow

They’d decompose into the rich, black earth

in preparation for the spring’s rebirth,

that, of course, was always nature’s plan

which worked quite well before the time of man

If we want the joy that nature brings

we don’t need to do a single thing

That’s it for me tonight.  I will probably resume my angry political ranting tomorrow.