"If you cannot get rid
          of the family skeleton,
          you may as well make
          it dance"
             George Bernard Shaw
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        David Lange, former NZ PM, in a fine doco on teev.
DL was my lawyer's lawyer. Busted for a hot stereo,
I was in the holding cells in Auckland central,
when my flatmate lawyer (MK) was arrested for trespass.
She had refused to leave the police station
without seeing me, commendable loyalty. Her brother
sold me the stereo, so maybe she felt guilt.
A charge of trespass against a lawyer:
David Lange (then a very fat lawyer)
jumped at the chance to defend her.
Sadly the cops dropped the charge,
would have been good theatre.

        My first sight of DL was through prison bars,
he rolled in booming "has everyone here got a lawyer?"
Definitely one of my heroes...
Later on the cops meanly switched charges on me
which canceled my bail. Before my lawyer
(not MK, but a young friend) could re-apply for bail
I was whisked off to the Victorian stones of Mt Eden jail.
Not Paradise, but very jail-like.
JLITM (Just like in the movies)
[New York city, is another place that seems familiar,
when you get there, because youve sen so many movies)

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Another 3wrdtb (3 weeks road death toll bomb)
this time in Spain.
Well folks, youve got accustomed to 100 deaths per million
so you can swan around in your 100kWatt tin cans.
Now get used to the occasional
sudden death of a few weeks worth at once.
        It pisses me off that those cheesy
terrorists pick public transport.
Cant they get the equation
Cars=Oil=Imperialism=Tyranny?
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I scatter flowers of War, I, of the smiling face>
Since I come along with war.
I am quetzal bird and I come flying,
Through difficult passages I come along with war
I am beautiful blackbird with red neck,
I come flying: I come to become flower,
I, into bloodstained Rabbit.
See me, I am serious now, gird your sides
I, whose eyes wink, the one who goes smiling.
I come from inside the flowered courtyard. See me, I am serious,
Gird your sides. I am going to become flower,
I, the bloodstained Rabbit.     - Nahuatl poetry

Where is the Neruda poem that uses that phrase "I come flying"?     Neruda cat sleeping

The world war of the powerful wants to convert Planet Earth into an exclusive club
where they reserve the right to admission. The exclusive luxury zone where they
meet now represents their global project on earth--a complex of luxury hotels,
restaurants, and recreational zones, guarded by armies and police.

Sub-Commandante Marcos on WTO