There is something called the Dictator's Treadmill: once you get on, you can’t get off, because falling off means ending up in jail. What options does the leader have, and what is he/she willing to do not to fall off?
Monday, November 3, 2025
Sunday, August 24, 2025
Give me that old time religion
On a rising wind
Distant drumming begins
listen and take heed
You mortal menAncient druids whisper low,
"Earth's rhythms, you do not know.
Polluting streams and burning skies,
Your greed destroys, with reckless sighs.
The ancient oaks, they stand and weep,
Their whispers echo in endless sleep.
The winds howl loud, a mournful sigh,
As humans ravage, with a blinded eye.
Awaken, mortals, to nature's plea,
Lest the earth, in ruin, be.
The balance shifts, the future's told,
In harmony with nature, you'll unfold."
Sunday, January 5, 2025
Snow plows
Bastards
I awake in the night
to the sounds of the snowplows
blocking my driveway.
I imagine their maniacal
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