Wednesday, November 05, 2025

Remember, Remember, The Fifth of November...

 A Tribute to the graphic novel and movie, V for Vendetta...

Opening lines: Remember, remember, the Fifth of November, the Gunpowder Treason and Plot. I know of no reason why the Gunpowder Treason should ever be forgot... But what of the man? I know his name was Guy Fawkes and I know, in 1605, he attempted to blow up the Houses of Parliament. But who was he really? What was he like? We are told to remember the idea, not the man, because a man can fail. He can be caught, he can be killed and forgotten, but 400 years later, an idea can still change the world. I've witnessed first hand the power of ideas, I've seen people kill in the name of them, and die defending them... but you cannot kiss an idea, cannot touch it, or hold it... ideas do not bleed, they do not feel pain, they do not love... And it is not an idea that I miss, it is a man... A man that made me remember the Fifth of November. A man that I will never forget.

V: People should not be afraid of their governments. Governments should be afraid of their people.

Evey Hammond: My father was a writer. You would've liked him. He used to say that artists use lies to tell the truth, while politicians use them to cover the truth up.

V: Beneath this mask there is more than flesh. Beneath this mask there is an idea, Mr. Creedy. And ideas are bulletproof.




Monday, October 20, 2025

Oh Drat ! WP post 10/16/25

 

Oh Drat !

went to make
my signature
sloppy Joses today
only to find
I didn’t have
most of my
usual ingredients

no problem
inprov is my forte
no tomatoes
and green chilies
what to do
what to do

ah …

roasted tomatoes
tomato paste
more chili powder
salt and black pepper

the result was
less than edifying
really not very good
usually better
the second day
but no second-day
reprieve was granted

that’ll teach me…
my improv hubris
took me down

next time
no tomatoes and
green chilies
make something else

without tomatoes
and green chilies
there’s just no way
to make my signature
sloppy Joses

oh drat ! …

–LE – 10/16/25

CynOp WP post for 10/20/25


 Artifice Our Disguise


Artifices We All Hide Behind…


Yes, Our Truths Hidden Behind Masks


We all wear them, morning to night,

cradle to grave –


Inspired by societies, primitive and new,

to fool us, the gods, and especially the demons –

the demons within, and out in the world.


Welcome to the future, where masks

create and hide the fear and deceit, promoted

by the opportunists in charge, for their own


eternal perpetuation of power, wealth, control –

behooves them to keep us scared –

as Enlightenment principles are turned


up-side-down – as civilization devolves –

the future is here… full of primitive fear

all over again.


–LE

Wednesday, October 08, 2025

I Had A Friend And Muse

 I Had A Friend


in our journey from birth to death

we cross paths with multitudes 

some walk with us for a ways

then leave for different by-ways


sometimes our paths cross again

but the rivers we tread

and the persons we became

keep changing, not the same


even deep emotional connections

diverge, thinning to nothing or

splitting by social pressures 

conditioning and misunderstanding


the result is the same … 

my only friend, the end …

fervently hoping for a friend's contentment 

along and to the chosen road's end


–LE - 10/8/25 


PS: I lost a friend and muse today... No, not by death, just an unwanted parting of ways  (at least for me)... This poem is for and inspired by you; I'll miss you...