Bravery a flight
above battle
ending often
with wounded hearts.
Sand the latter vessel
for blood and flesh
former pumps and pipes.
Bones once clad black
decay not with similar femurs
because they were not thought
rich enough.
The White Ones
From the earliest poems of Langston Hughes.
I do not hate you,
For your faces are beautiful, too.
I do not hate you,
Your faces are whirling lights of loveliness and splendor, too.
Yet why do you torture me,
O, white strong ones,
Why do you torture me?
BLACK LIVES MATTER
Westworld or Wild West
My comment to the NYT 4/23/18: I like(d) Westworld but I was very disturbed by the season 2 premiere. Lining up hosts and shooting them as they begged for mercy was painful to watch. As painful as watching seemingly innocent people being shot randomly by hosts. The episode reminded me of an old Arnold Schwarzenegger movie where the bad guy body count was off the charts. I don’t entertain myself by watching high body count movies. I am concerned about the moral implications of such viewing. I am also concerned about glorifying snipers, people who shoot other people from concealed positions. Is this the world we want? It is certainly not the plot line I am interested in in Westworld. If it continues, Westworld may be dropped from my very selective TV viewing list.
