Confronting America’s countdown to war, throngs of chanting, placard waving demonstrators converged
volunteers carried out a set of actions that mixed common tasks, like flipping a coin, with more unusual behavior, like using a Hershey’s kiss with a dental floss container
I said, ‘This is my daughter; she grew up under my eyes.’
When a soldier eventually removed her blindfold, she said,
‘I believe if you want to defend your homeland, this is not the way’
The phenom lined the staff and clocked the lust of fur out
of her nap and put it to her moth and flew through it
until it dearly whispered. She drowns a token pinch from an
aspirin picket and re-rolls the nap, stomping the token down with a clashing tomb
A breath, his heart pounding. And the sound of this tele-
phone seemed a sure sign of bad news. By midweek, he was rushing
off to Costco to stock up on fruit juice, bottled water, peanut butter,
canned tuna and ‘extra food for my cats Monster, Monkey, and Spike.’
He also picked up a first-aid kit, six rolls of duct tape and a bulk pack-
It’s all connect the flinching dots: our constants our nets. Now
he was hurtled awake at the crossroads, closer to home than
his thought, by the clatter of three skeletons leather-strapped
from tree branches. Such was the law then, far from the
fighting lines, the guarded flaw. The constellations fall mute, if
they could ever tell. He left time to cut them down.
Integrity starts with the lowest prices. Information is the weapon
of choice, a partner to air, sea, land. Fighting with bits
and bytes not with bombs and bullets. The black side of the
house. The Information Dominance Center. Without blowing
everything up, without cratering the whole neighborhood, making
that electrical system stop. The time for words is passed,
fueled by the confrontational approach. Log every key stroke
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