Thursday, December 31, 2015

Holy Daze!

Defunct "entertainment" venue, west Sedona, AZ

1. Reality Quiz:

Are you having fun--

 as you work, eat, and sleep?

Blowout Creek, Cottonwood AZ. The proper use of the automobile.

 Are we missing some thing?

Are we dancing in streets? 

2. No worries:

Real men are kind.

"Where'd ya say the show wuz, Granmaw?"

You are not less if you have less.

South of Doe Mountain, AZ

Everything eventually falls apart.

Keep trying and you might "get somewhere", or not.

"Bull Pen" area of West Clear Creek, Coconino Forest Road 215

No person or "authority" may tell you how to live without your consent.

West Clear Creek Trail #17

3. Proper-ganda:

In honor of all warriors:

“War is disgusting and horrific….It never leaves the people who were involved in it. The damage is far greater than the lists of casualties or costs in dollars. It permeates lifestyles. It infects cultures and people and worldviews. The war is never over for us. The fighting stops. The troops get called back. But the war goes on for those damaged by war.”

Former mortuary unit Marine Jess Goodell

"Thou shalt not kill." 
Exodus 20:13, from an old English king's version of a book that Jews, Muslims, and Christians pretend to believe.

Winning isn't anything. 

Sunday, December 13, 2015

Rez Treasure!


Most of us don't get rich no matter how hard we work. Boo hoo. So here is a place us overworked poor folk can play Cheap Tourist, thanks to descendants of North American Holocaust survivors.


This non-sign marks the way to "Grand Falls" on the Little Colorado River, in the southwest corner of the Navajo Nation. There are no toll booths, user fees, park rangers, welcome wagons, or doo-doo rooms. Perfect impecunious "sight-seeing" if you can find it.

The muddy trickle becomes Grand whenever enough water drops from the heavens onto the Colorado Plateau.

Taller than Niagara Falls (though I did not measure it), it also lacks the hyper-satiated baboons who prefer the world paved over and lined with buildings full of cute junk and delicious poisons. It's not "developed"--as if these owners don't want many visitors. Hmm.

Of course the place is not magically free of human waste. A good storm scours every gutter, "wash", and irrigation ditch, from Holbrook to Leupp, and here it swirls.

Aspiring Rez hoop stars: after practice, don't leave the ball out, or the gods may snatch it away.  

Aspiring Rez entrepreneurs: when the water stops, start a business, dealing in used basketballs, reclaimed tires, firewood, and ten million plastic bottles. Surely this treasure is worth something to someone, though you won't get rich no matter how hard you work at it.

A bonus: on the way back to "civilization", this monument, also free. Our final stop.

Happily, and unhappily, an afterlife would not guarantee anyone what they deserve. 


   "...the one truly revolutionary revolution perhaps in the history of the human race, the Industrial Revolution...has proceeded from the beginning with only two purposes: to replace human workers with machines, and to market its products, regardless of their usefulness or their effects, to generate the highest possible profit--and so to concentrate wealth into ever fewer hands.
   "This revolution has, so far, fulfilled its purposes with remarkably few checks or thwarts. I say "so far" because its great weakness is obviously its dependence on what it calls "natural resources," which it has used ignorantly and foolishly, and which it has progressively destroyed. Its weakness, in short, is that its days are numbered."
Wendell Berry, from Our Only World