machinations

Pop-out words …
Machinations
Rope-a-dope
Perspection …butt you can’t say that
Arbitrage …
Good … now I won’t have to read the book.

Well can we say this?

Hmmm … This, that and the other … You know you can say what you want … Whether you may and whether anyone believes you is the other and the Other. And … There are the typos … And … Do Freudian slips happen in media?

TOS … When the user agreement is just too long is it its IT Department that we call or do we tell ourselves it’s wiser to keep moving?

As long as you keep moving … How can anyone pin you down? Famous quote … Hmmm … someone named Papillon I think.

Arbitrage Machinations? Do you have a formula? Well …

ΜΡ ΘΥ

Honour
Acknowledge
Respect
Protect

Harp of the Spirit
History of Ancient Kings

Question

As I look at the lovely paintings and carvings and churches I cannot help but realize that, however much they were inspired by a greater vision and faith, these pieces of art and architecture were done by the hand of man. I wonder whether the particular creator-man was compensated for his work, whether his belly was kept full, his body decently and warmly clothed and whether he was befriended by whichever benefactor was trading his gains for heavenly indulgences.

As I read the stories and quasi-histories that accompany the lovely images I stop painfully at words like “butchered” when some unreferenced passage describes the action of the “other” as an act of wanton destruction and aggression always against themselves as the innocents.

Then I recall those words reminding me that history is always written by the victor. As much as I want to openly feel faith, hope and charity for ancient holy shrines and those who are sincerely trying to preserve their history and culture, I am always just a wee bit sceptical.

In the Land of the Ancients, one place may be called by several names and its history retold through several distinctly different stories depending upon who is doing the story-telling.

There is the story which recounts the time when Jerusalem was a kingdom.

SciFi

Science fiction?

Think again.

So
When all the grannies
Admit defeat …
The field will be clear
For …

Exercising proprietary upmanship?
Hum?

How about restitution?

How about copyright fees? What happened to old Granny’s share for all her unpaid work all those years?

What … Folly?

Not so fast
She mustn’t …
Granny having a foreign affair!
Noooooooo …
Cannot be so!

Who gets the boot?

What?

And those who will not
Admit defeat that is …
Pills my dear

Pills?

Watson, pills

As is …

Don’t forget to read the labels … And the disclaimers … And the guarantees …
Adequacy

“Pay close attention to what the doctor tells you … “That is what my old granny always advised.
“Health Canada cannot guarantee the accuracy, timeliness and completeness of this information.”

And … No crying over that spoiled Devon Cream … Just clean up the mess … oh yes … and pay Granny for her contributions.

What

Freedom to build bombs?
Employment for
Those jobless workers

Support for orphans?

And out from the shadows
More orphans were creeping
How many were there Granny asks
And from where did they come?

Freedom to compete
Education otherwise
Go for the prize
The rare old prize
The ultimate pay-forward
No time to think
The pay-back time
May never come

The onus
Onus on poverty-striken and powerless to prove that the world has not treated them fairly … It is not the poor who create the rules and designate the gate-keepers, who empower the CEOs. It is not the poor who earn the six-figure incomes needed to afford the lawyers and accountants and financial advisors and all their trappings.

Accountability?
Hmmmmm

Obligation?
Hm

Compliance?
Hm

Disclosure?
Hm

Edgar Who did you say?

Subject to change without notice
“Without prior notice
No guarantee
Accuracy,
Suitability,
Timeliness … Time …
May contain error
Hm
No Liability
Enter at your own risk

Sweet contract huh?
Why so secret
Why …
What …
What else
No need read
No need know
No need think
No need ask
Just sign here
Is what the man says

And those grannies too?
Did they sign?
Paid?
How much?
How long?
Was it worth it?

Ask the shareholders

Ever wonder
The cost of peace
In Canada where
Loonies and toonies
Tip the scales
Toward the Land of the Free
And the home of the brave
Where justice topples
The American buck
Like a feather
So we compare
After all is said
Done for us
Done to us
Done in our name
Done without our consent
Or with it
What price have we paid
For those years
The promise of security
The promise of peace
What price

By the way … Joking aside … all those frequent flyer points … the grannies just might reconsider …

Submission rules? Which is what?

Give Granny just one good reason

To?

Sing … Like Helen Reddy? “I am woman let me”. …ROR?

Visit the salt mines of Soledar?

… So grannies might want to experience Ukraine Peace