“Disillusioned words like bullets bark
As human gods aim for their mark
Made everything from toy guns that spark
To flesh-colored Christs that glow in the dark
It's easy to see without looking too far
That not much
Is really sacred.” Bob Dylan
Squishable Pre-Dawn Open Thread
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Yesterday we opted to sit on the porch observing the antics of the local
birds rather than plug into the outrage machine. So I’m just now seeing the
news...
1 hour ago
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