Ah, the Humanities! (Saving the Appearances)

Ah. the Humanities! ( Preserving the Appearances)

Bottle-Water Carrying students in a class in Humanity

scratch and sniff:

“Oh” :

(they wrinkle up their gnosis in fear and loathing): 

“Them bastard  hypocritical selfish ego-mongering

hierarchical hegemonic patriarchal border defending

body image distorting media trashing SUV driving

money worshiping tv addicted adderall ritalin traffic

controlling purveying grade grubbing hippie drop

dread  locked tattoo & belly button militarists learning

disabled bi-polar binge &  purge cutters & desperate

housewives child abusing priests up taught scholars

and doughty swazi warriors fighting for ‘a sustainable

peace” peace where there is no peace.  A box on

all of them!”

“How do I criticize Humanity as a Whole?” asks

Epimenides: phdegreed humanist in a post modern

enlightened mental rationalizing age of finger-tip

information & neo-oral electronic multi-tasking

cell-phonic meta-forcing non-linear literacy-capabilities

of home  schooled village children? 

“And where do I stand  so as to lever the whirl

so as  to put it in play & turn it way up, a cartoon

monstrance  demonstrating the truth of the manor,

horde of the domain & dominant pair of dimes:

bawdy politic policed, polite & broken for view.

Local food. Take. Eat.”

All is well & all is well & all manner of things is well.

Mere Humanities Division issues; Science and Art need

not apply unless you talk our lingo, in humanities-division

terms of desire.

The conspiracy to be seen as good, and human-naturally

concealing if not denying falls, flaws, cracks, crazes,

 inconsistencies, incoherencies, gaps  & discrepancies

that actually do the work of making some  new common

sense at long last and not just plop-a-tatter plop

is

what enables us to yammer at each other, nail and 

be nailed talking one thing while walking the ways 

of others, preaching constraint & practicing a song

&  dance & furious hullabaloo as if such a Great Divide 

& home alone on the range  between Contra & the

Addictions were an aberration contrary to nurture

 instead of happy Chaos & Comic Relief allowing 

 any  quality  control specialist & assess-mentalist

life-long employment  pointing out short falls, & 

cascades of Howard Cosels galorec commentating

on the competencies of some muhammad’s feet-of

-clay as well as Monday-morning quarterbacks   

evaluating best  and worst stressed red carpet 

warriors who look marvelous none  the less.