
every place I've lived
Milton Glazer's Dylan framed
together through life
~
n.b. The last frame (which was the first) broke in the move…now re-framed. Is that a metaphor?
CLP 16/03/2023
Liberty, Equality, Humanity
every place I've lived
Milton Glazer's Dylan framed
together through life
~
n.b. The last frame (which was the first) broke in the move…now re-framed. Is that a metaphor?
CLP 16/03/2023
private enterprise
providing bodies for cause
who does this profit?
~
n.b. As has been seen in Eritrea and Somalia, the persistence of a war, the subsequent escalation of arms supplies to a region, leads to local groups establishing their own power bases, baronial lands. In Ukraine’s Soledar, the Wagner group is cutting out a piece of territory for itself, one that has been smashed beyond recognition above ground.
Why is this pointless slaughter, using the ultimate sacrifice of those who are in effect employees, being pursued for land that is rapidly becoming uninhabitable? Some say for what lies beneath, mineral wealth, for private expropriation.
It is also suggested that up to 25% of the military forces assaulting Ukraine are now comprised of mercenaries. This makes the war increasingly a commercial enterprise, one of the people of Ukraine versus capital.
Furthermore, for all the alleged negative impacts of the war on other national economies, those making the weaponry are cashing in big time. This is not just Iran and North Korea selling arms to Moscow, but every business selling its products to help Ukraine defend itself. Patriot weapons systems are bought from the profit oriented manufacturers, not just given away by the USA government from a magic vault.
The balance sheet of this war is far from simple.
Recommended further listening:
Masters of War by Bob Dylan.
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CLP 11/01/2023
don't be afraid, look back
there's water, other stuff too
bridges have been crossed
~
CLP 19/06/2022
If I put it all
on the hope of winning you
when would the wheel stop?
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n.b. There is much sensible advice to hand for gamblers. For example: when the fun stops, stop; only bet what you can afford to lose.
What if you never take a chance? What do you win then? Do you stick, play safe, stay home and make the best of what you have got?
Life is a journey where “the highway is for gamblers.” *
There is neither wrong nor right in this. It’s your choice how to play.
*from Bob Dylan’s ‘It’s All Over Now,Baby Blue’
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CLP 29/01/2021
Australian with
guitar, adapting Dylan
to a-changing times
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n.b. You can find Mike Chrome playing in Norwich and you can tip him for his quality tunes through https://ko-fi.com/mikecrome
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CLP 02/10/2020
I come from Malmo
Its low gentle farmland
Mudflats by the Øresund
I come from beneath the cavernous sky
Of the Lincolnshire fens
I come from the tops of Cork’s raging cliffs
And sea-carved bays
I come from coal-stained valleys that cut
Through Merthyr’s coal-drained hills
To Cardiff’s terraced streets
I come from the Blitzed houses of Portsmouth
And its wartime volunteer committees
I come from the smog of The Smoke
And Maidenhead’s Thames
I come from a dormitory town laid out
South of the Downs
I come from so many places
Across such a long time
Can I still trust my sources?
I don’t know anymore
So, where have I come from
This blue-eyed boy?
n.b. NaPoWriMo 2019: Day 11 prompt is origins. As ever I owe Bob Dylan credit and an apology for twisting his lyrics from “Hard Rain”
CLP 11thApril 2019