Wild Chickens In Hawai’i

They got wild chickens in Hawai’i
They got robot cars on Mars
They got luminescent fish in the deep

They got meat made out of veggies
They got talking frigerators
But they ain’t found a way to keep you close to me

No, they ain’t found a way
No, they ain’t found a way
They ain’t found a way to keep you close to me

Oh, I wish that they might
Find a way to ground your flight
But they ain’t found no way that keeps you close to me

They got dogs that speak to humans
They got kitties using toilets
They got pills that make the sour things turn sweet

They got doorbells always watching
They got facial recognition
But they ain’t found a way to keep you close to me

No, they ain’t found a way
No, they ain’t found a way
They ain’t found a way to keep you close to me

Oh, I wish that they found
Some way to keep you hanging ’round
But they ain’t found no way that keeps you close to me

Yeah, they got pillows that play music
They got millions of flavors
They got light to whiten up your crooked teeth

They got islands getting drowned
And they got countries a’fire
But they ain’t found no way that keeps you close to me

No, they ain’t found a way
No, they ain’t found a way
They ain’t found a way to keep you close to me

Oh, I wish that they would
Find a way to keep you here for good
But they ain’t found that way to keep you close to me

They ain’t found a way to keep you close to me
They ain’t found a way to stop you being free
No, they ain’t found a way to tell you how to be

They ain’t found way

Never gonna find a way

That might make you stay

They ain’t found a way to keep you close to me

Wild Chickens In Hawai’i

The Only Secret That I Know

I never knew a sweeter melody
Than the one that called me home

I never knew the mind of god
Except when I was stoned

I never knew the rain would fall
Until the drops darkened my coat

Now I’m telling you a secret
The only secret that I know

I never felt the rocky path
Underneath me when I roamed

I never thought to hold your hand
While you were standing close

I can’t forget the way you looked
Traveling down that road

So now I’m telling you a secret
The only secret that I know

I never had a single care
I never stopped, I never slowed

I never wanted anything
Except to hear you say, “Don’t go”

I never shed a single tear
Least that’s how the story goes

And now I’m telling you a secret
The only secret that I know

The Only Secret That I Know

The solution is to enable people to meet as many different people as possible

The sticking point: people often strenuously resist such diversification efforts, in part because the associated cognitive dissonance can be so extreme and uncomfortable. “My personal opinion is that this is not an individual property,” said Galesic. “Most of us are just trying to fit in with the people we need to collaborate with, who are around us in a particular environment. I don’t think that people are inherently closed-minded. So a lot of that can be changed by changing the social environment.

https://arstechnica.com/science/2020/01/its-the-network-stupid-study-offers-fresh-insight-into-why-were-so-divided/

The solution is to enable people to meet as many different people as possible

Things You Wanted from Heaven

I only wanted eyes of gold and a smile made of diamonds.
You only wanted to not grow old and keep your soul a’shinin’.

You did not need another life to fill your broken heart.
You watched the old man in the moon for signs that you should start.

The old man’s voice was soft, though he was a good-for-nothing bastard.
You kept clinging to the past as though it’d help you heal much faster.

So soft that moonlit voice, like a rope of silk and satin.
When the old man spoke, you shook and could not say what happened.

The moon revealed, “There are many people like you in this crumbling world.
They don’t care for their future, thinking all is double toil.”

“Don’t mistake me for a man, lest I take your only life.
Don’t mistake me for a man, lest I take you for my wife!”

You said, “As long as you shall light me, I’ll forever be just fine.
Your pale caress will be enough to corral my wandering mind.”

“And even if I lose control some nights from here to when,
Regrets will never stop me from standing with you here and then.”

Things You Wanted from Heaven

A poor, Trump-voting Florida town opened a government grocery store to end its food desert, but it’s “not socialism”

A poor, Trump-voting Florida town opened a government grocery store to end its food desert, but it’s “not socialism”

The good news is that things like Baldwin Groceries are an opportunity to de-brainwash reactionaries and racists, showing them that the “socialism” they’re been terorrized with all their lives is actually the stuff they love best about America: the letter-carrier they see every day, the VA that takes care of them, the library and the high school and the roads.

A poor, Trump-voting Florida town opened a government grocery store to end its food desert, but it’s “not socialism”

Family Tales: Your Brother had a Pizza Hut, and he loved there

This story is about the last time your brother went to Pizza Hut. He had a Stuffed Garlic Knots Pizza, Cinnamon Sticks, and a Pepsi-Cola 4-Pack.

He lost his appetite (though the pizza tasted just fine). It was simply way too late. Pizza Hut had closed right after he left. The game was over.

He walked down a darkened street, past rows of boarded up warehouses, then finally into the darkness.

In this retelling, we will refer to one of the dark and deserted warehouses as the “Stuffed Garlic Knots Pizza House,” one of many restaurants and stores to close in downtown Dayton that year.

According to a story in the Dayton Daily News, the closure of Stuffed Garlic Knots Pizza House was blamed on “low inventory and sluggish service.”

I was walking around Downtown Dayton trying to catch a good photo of this particular restaurant. I was just about to start shooting when a customer inside yelled, “Hey, how do you know I have knots on my pizza? Did you have some of my pizza?”

So I told my boyfriend about the knot pictures I had taken, and of course he wanted to know how to get some for himself.

He went on to tell me that he had a friend, and that friend had a friend who could take out the knots from any pizza.

That friend of a friend came to our house. He took a small knot from each corner of the pizza on our wall and lay them out onto a piece of newspaper.

Once I got the pictures developed, I tried to find a photo of the knot-slicer, but there wasn’t a photo of him anywhere.

In a messy kitchen drawer, I found the Knots from Stuffed Garlic Knots Pizza House that had I taken from Dayton. Now they hang from your brother’s rearview mirror.

Thanks to everyone for sending in similar pizza knot photos from your knotty pizzas and, as always, happy trails…

Family Tales: Your Brother had a Pizza Hut, and he loved there