As always, your fresh perspective
has helped me rationalize the prospect
of another terrifying day

I've been really stressed out lately until
I found the teachings of a Tibetan
monk named Lo Fat.

His book gave me real serenity
and joy at a time when I really need to
cut back on the dizzying pace of modern life,
where everyday begins with a caffeine fix
and ends with reruns of Sex in the City,
Arliss, and a few folded Kleenex.

I think it was a mentally disturbed dwarf,
who once said the only thing we really
have to fear is forgetting to return a
videotape, hair loss, weight gain,
the heartbreak of psoriasis, high rent,
car problems, heartburn, bad relationships,
tooth decay, unemployment, high cholesterol,
brain cancer, nuclear terrorism, and the horrifying
spectra of Keanu Reeves getting a talk show.

You can't sweat the small stuff.
It's the big stuff that will really
screw up your whole day.
I think that troublesome dwarf resides in my ear.

Perhaps I should consult an
ear nose and throat specialist.
One kept asking me to guess his name.
What do they want from me?
My first born?
"Damn short people"
"They got no reason"

(pause)

A lot of poets are always
trying to avoid dating themselves.
But they wind up writing about
the same thing a million others
have written about. Love, death, nature, etc.
Nothing is eternal. Might as well show people
snapshots, or open a family album,
then try to avoid who you are
and where you come from.

Some say
"Shakespeare's hard to read"

You have to write for readers in the present.
Let future readers decide who they
trash and who they treasure.
We'll all be dead by then anyway.

Freedom of expression is one thing.
How asinine is it to create music
8th graders will get their hands on that says:

"Take drugs, rape sluts,
make fun of gay clubs,
men who wear make-up
Get aware, wake up,
get a sense of humor
Quit trying to censor music,
this is for your kid's amusement"?

Why not "kill the Jews,
black people are inferior,
rape and torture children?"

(pause)

At what point does expression
become dangerous?
This music makes ME feel aggressive
and I'm a middle aged girl from the country.
What is it going to do to someone who's
already really pissed off at his teachers,
girlfriend, mother?

This isn't Ozzy Osborne
or Judas Priest.

It's like some of the art out there now chopping
up cows and gluing them to walls.
Cutting a corpses head in half and
making the two halves appear to kiss.
Homoerotic bullwhips,
bondage gear,
torture devises.

Yes, some artists
had horrible childhood's.
And they have the right to
express themselves.

But should minors be allowed to
listen to or see the art of the criminally insane?

Okay, I think
I'm ranting & rambling!
Have a wonderful week
I shall try
SAS