Doing Some Injusticer

Dear Colleagues,
 
                          Competency Based
              General Education Requirement:
                   (both Rigorous& Innovative)
                              familiarity & proficiency in
                         the difference,  relationship, & uses
                              among the Mothers of Invention:
                                   across the Curriculum
 
                          No Sense At All  
    Common Sense             Non Sense   
 
Just running this up the flagpole, as Ad Men
of the 50’s would say: to “See if any one salutes.”
 
Disciplines , majors & minors, practice some
expert justice dealing with good sense, common
& specialized, instrumental, practical & applied.
 
But (my premise): what-it-takes to invent some
maybe eventual common sense—the mess &
guess & play of nonsense & no sense at all—is
generally occluded by the clarity of “success,”
retrospect of Monday Morning Quarterbacks
analyzing a game all-done pretty much eclipsing
what was actually going on Sunday afternoon
on the field after the helter-skelter cloud of
unknowing  indeterminate dust settles down. 
 
Or even as the game goes on, filtered by tradition,
expectation, and the common sense: it takes a
Howard  Cosell to give us a  blow by blow
account of the prowess  pugilism.
 

 
 

















Commentators commodify:  reduce and
represent my common sense &  pursuit
of shared what-happened-hap-iness..
 
Theorizing on the one hand;
                             Practicing on the other.
   
But the actual In-Performance In Game Play  

Going On is uncanny, clouded over, filtered
by common sense, intention,  conscious aims &
objectives & so I always get more & less of what
I preyed for and the rest remains unrevealed.   
 
Oh, sure—after all is done and said & even while
it’s going on I'm blinded by good sense and  can
tell what’s happening like it is, I claim, allowing no
credit for all the nonsense and no-sense-at-all  that
mothers my inventions.
 
Attention Deficiency
 
Scrolling thru the “home”
called Face Book is like
walking thru a field or mall:
so much ignored.  Crow or
muskrat  J Cruise khaki
wide world pants: a remark,
confession, pro-vocation,
platitude, bromide, some
thing to catch my I, engage
deficient attention and the
rest unseen can not  step
twice in the same river I go
a- fishing in. Time rich as
shrimp, tantalizing as tattoos:
Sargasso Sea of heart breaks.
 
“The soul selects her own society,
Then shuts the door;
On her divine majority
Obtrude no more.
Unmoved, she notes
the chariot's pausing
At her low gate;
Unmoved, an emperor
is kneeling Upon her
mat. I've known her
from an ample nation
Choose one; Then close
the valves of her attention
Like stone.”  (E.D.)
.
Natural Selection, or in other
words: Attention Deficiency;
or call it Conviction  of Sin:
essence of my perceiving any
“this” as  opposed to all the rest,
remainder of the daze. Rip-off
the whole and holy: what I select
to pay my inspections; respect,
partial even as I hold to the
light my lucid schemes a part,
some of but less than sum of
the whole. Apart.
 
Original spin: what feels like guilt,
my  anxiety, accusation, homeland
security defense, cover-up, denial,
panic &pandemonium but merely
my attention deficient dys-ease 
Who can do justice?  My gee
willy/nillys make common sense. 

xxxooo, Sam