What's going on...up in there
That's exploding...down in here?
Shirking and jiving!
Both these words, of unknown orgin, are familiar to actor and observer.
The shirker avoids performing his obligation.
The jiver, a glib, deceptive and foolish talker, cajoles and seduces others to dance to his tune.
Imagine what America would be like if her leaders at the highest echelon were shirkers and jivers?
Now, with just a glimpse into present reality what is America like?
Is there any difference in what you imagine and what you perceive?
The important things never seem to be done when shirkers and jivers are responsible for taking care of business. Yet, they are busybodies whether shirking or jiving.
But what would shirkers and jivers be and do if they didn't have a mesmerized constituency?
Bob Dylan would say, "The answer my friend is blowing in the wind."
Catch the wind. Don't let it become a whirlwind and blow you away.
Someone needs to mind the shop.
Now, the call is for volunteers but sooner than you think, unless the present course being pursued is brought to an abrupt halt, conscriptions will be mandated for you to enlist in an unjust cause.
There is still time to volunteer, but not to help advance the shirkers' and jivers' agendas. Another question:
How soon is too late?
The deep-dive literary meditations presented as stories, poems, and essays in The American Poet Who Went Home Again, A Mosaic of My Soul at Work, have captivated and inspired readers ever since its first paperback publication in 2008.
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