there's a wickedy impish ghost in this machine or the machine at large, the ionosphere or somat, maybe the dueced blogger or maybe this pile of mac i got from laughing dog electronics which started popping screws post haste on delivery this dog's not laughing plus i may be sending haywire impulses like harry o. says mea culpa then but i thinks it's all of us, we all got ourselves into this, only some dogs are laughing at others' expense.

 is it true war is the price we pay for culture, that culture is the wages of war?

my 57 years of witnessing war serve to note civilization is not about making peace. maybe poetry, maybe philosophy, maybe death, not peace. civilization is in truth a long war. culture is what gets shored against the ruins.