Converse Action
News from the “Bunkers” Something like
smoke signals from our caves on an always
windy day.
I’m pretty sure our expostulations come
from desire and consideration: like the
blind wise men around the elephant—
telling all how IT is from where I stand.
Hoping to convince others and self by
acclimation,. Being True to our selves
and where we stand.
No one is going to convince me the
elephant is not very like a whisk broom,
I don’t care what they say. I’ve got
the evidence in my hands. How can I
deny it.
Facts, figures, stats, data, makes no
never mind-change. Rice off a rhino.
I love the exchange, the back & forth,
but no one will change my minding
and I will change no one. Knowing
that’s not the point, changes every
thing.
What attracts my attention is the
conversation itself: the argument
and what IT reveals. The relationship,
two or more—whatever the token
topics and apparent subject-object
matter.
IT’s like the married couple (or
partners) arguing over who took out
the trash last. Trash talk. We know
it’s NOT really about the trash, it’s
about the Relationship—but it rarely
can be said.
NO! we’re talking bible here!
When Jesus Walked! Debt Ceiling!
Cap and Trade! Fear and Trembling!
Tea Party Downgrade! …
IT’s never what it’s about, but it
can’t be said without a kind of
demoralization.
“No No,” my good wife insists.
Practical. Sensible. “It’s about
the trash”. 
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