OK, apartment is (mostly) clean.

Nap time.

So can you post or e-mail me at profile with links to good lyrics and poems for this purpose?

I suppose Elvis Costello's "Two Little Hitlers" would probably be pushing the envelope a little too much.

John Lennon's "Imagine" is always good for stuff like that, or a lot of his other stuff, really. As for poetry, I have no idea.

I have like five (crappy) pages written. Is that enough?! No it is not. I'm supposed to stay here until at least 6, so let's see what I can get done.

Oh, yeah "Imagine", We Shall Overcome.

Forsythias are all in the ground, and in the nick of time, because it started raining as I was digging the hole for the last one. Have since taken a shower, and scrubbed off thick layer of mud. Back is still mildly annoyed.

Jesse, I gave up an hour earlier and several sources short of what my goal was. I do not know how this thing will get written. There just isn't enough time or energy in the world.

There's always Bob, but it looks weird coming from white people:

War Bob Marley and the Wailers

Until the philosophy which holds one race
Superior and another inferior
Is finally and permanently discredited and abandoned
Everywhere is war, me say war

That until there are no longer first class
And second class citizens of any nation
Until the colour of a man's skin
Is of no more significance than the colour of his eyes
Me say war

That until the basic human rights are equally
Guaranteed to all, without regard to race
Dis a war

That until that day
The dream of lasting peace, world citizenship
Rule of international morality
Will remain in but a fleeting illusion
To be pursued, but never attained
Now everywhere is war, war

And until the ignoble and unhappy regimes
That hold our brothers in Angola, in Mozambique,
South Africa sub-human bondage
Have been toppled, utterly destroyed
Well, everywehre is war, me say war

War in the east, war in the west
War up north, war down south
War, war, rumours of war

And until that day, the African continent
Will not know peace, we Africans will fight

We find it necessary and we know we shall win
As we are confident in the victory

Of good over evil, good over evil, good over evil
Good over evil, good over evil, good over evil

I just can't care about this stupid thing. (Edit: My thesis, obviously, not racism. I care about racism! I'm against it.) Which is why I'm trying really really hard to take my 4/10 draft deadline seriously. At least that will mean I have a big part of the paper done, if crappily. Then I can procrastinate editing it for another month.

(Edit: My thesis, obviously, not racism. I care about racism! I'm against it.)

"I ain't fer it, I'm agin it!" t /Grampa Simpson

Oh, and Nora, this is the Bad Student in me talking, but how are you doing in the program overall? Have you handed in anything crappy yet? Sometimes it's time to go for good enough instead of crazy-making, if you think you can get away with it.