12,241. RUDIMENTS, pt. 853

RUDIMENTS, pt. 853

(it's a good fit, that prison suit)

A few days ago, two women

came by my house, at the

corner. They were taking

photos with their phones,

down the street, when it

ends (Cornell Street). At

present, that dead-end stops

at what's left of a nice, peaceful

chunk of woods. I asked them

what was up, what was the

interest in the end of the

street? The one lady said,

'The Mayor said this was

going to be opened up,

and a thru-street made here

instead, for access to the

new road connecting to

Rahway Avenue.' She was

all in earnest over it, the

two of them, though they

seemed a little dense and

had some trouble, it

appeared, at first , in

determining which street

was Dartmouth and which

was Cornell. The town has

plans afoot to erect a new

school, probably more access

and apartment-ease too. My

problem immediately, again,

becomes the search for truth.

It seems there is no one around

from whom to gather correct

information, nor is any communal

outreach given, for locals. The

usual ball-scratchers, if this turns

out to be true, will go around

saying how good it is for real

estate values. That in itself

constantly baffles me. The local

midgetmen here say that all the

time. What I don't understand is

their complete lack of any grasp

on reality. People LIVE here,

and when you live somewhere

it's not so that you can move

from here. An 'increase' in some

supposed paper-value for your

house makes no sense at all

in the basic run of things. If

that was the case, for instance,

certain homes, say numbered

64 on a neighboring block,

for instance, ought immediately

to be coated in gold goo, so as

to increase future sales value.

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Whatever goes on here, goes on.

There's no way to find out. But

I will admonish my friends and

neighbors here about civil

disobedience. And their will

be some if this takes place. I

assure you. By me. Henry

David Thoreau, sainted American

Transcendentalist and otherwise

revered figure (usually by the

same folks who know nothing at

all about him) has a fine book that

covers the topic, entitled 'Civil
Disobedience.' You should get

it, and read it. The problem with

iconic Americans like Thoreau

is that 'everyone' proper loves

them as part of the 'American'

canon  -  which they salute and

bow down to at Legion events

and parades, etc., until someone

tries putting their words into

action. All of a sudden it's a

shit-fit and a travesty. The 
barbarian sixth-graders, oops! 
I mean local politicians, from 
the tribe of Know-Nothings, and
their apes, start gagging. That's

the trouble with politicians.

They're ALL full of it and as

fake as a three-dollar bill. I will

say now, ahead of time, that 
and equipment or tractors, 
left overnight, will obviously 

not be safe, nor will the line

of illegals brought in to do the

dirty-work. There are a hundred

ways around this problem.

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When does someone just say

they've 'had enough?' Evidence

points, in each direction, to the

multi-leveled layers of corruption

and insider sleaze that we are

presented with. Those campaign

things that keep getting sent

around, have you at all really

looked at the faces of those people,

I mean a detailed, deep look. I

can read multifarious layers of

meaning from appearances, and

these folks are already in

reptilian overdrive. Go ahead,

look again. You who like to

'vote.' You'd rather lay down

your hammers and flintlocks?

You then deserve what you

get. The silence is deafening.

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The way Humankind has betrayed

itself  -  let itself be betrayed  -

is by acquiescing to the prevalence

of such matters. Warehouses in a

row, next to the prison, which the

school is next too, which needs

the access-roads for truck and

travel, ingress and egress (using

two old words). It's kind of

sinful. The power-suits control

you like a paddleball, and no

one barks or snaps back. Mutants

and zombies to the left, please.

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Now, those two ladies walking

the street  -  I wonder of them.

Where'd they come from? What

sort of information did they 

possess? At this point, I don't
even know if they were correct, 
but in a dungheap of a place,
such as this town is,  with a
bastardized ruling clique, I can't
even find out, or get, a truthful 
answer. It would seem to me that  - 
with their own new traffic light
and their own back entry area, 
Station Village ought to get the 
thru-street, not Cornell Street. 
dangers abound, and I wonder 
how the fireproofing is in those 
walls. Cornell Street pays taxes.
Unlike Station Village's 30-year
rake-off. The ladies didn't even 

actually know the streets, nor 

the corner they were looking 

for, yet, they had more privileged
info than I did, and, they said, 
from the Mayor. WTF is that?
And in what way did this

info get to them? Is it even to 

be true? Is it true already, in

some short plan-book of the 

near future? With input from 

those affected? Or just to be 

a fait accompli? What are the

rights of local taxpayers? Is

Superglue in ignitions and in

steering wheels good enough?

Bowie knives and flat tires?

Citizen action doesn't usually

draw bounds, and it brings 

with  it the the consequences, 

per Thoreau. Responsibility 

of accepting what comes. Oddly

enough, that's nothing that local

sniveler political types ever face.

They never get 'consequences.'

They just stream along in their

filth and lies and corruption.