Stick Season

Stick Season

 

 

The leaves have fallen, some blown down by the outer bands of Sandy,

She devastated neighbors 100's of miles from here

and we pray for their recovery.

She is not done spinning and blowing around

and around.

Vermonters a little silent, they were ready this time for the terrible thing that was Irene

only a year ago.

Me watching the news as news idiots wade in fetid salt water,

telling everyone,

don't do as I do. Duh.

The news idiot tweets "the interstate is open", the night of the storm, not "Stay at home"

like she should have.

Then they take pictures of poor sick wet cold people.

I finally found a BBC report saying "Stay at Home". It was the most sensible message I could offer. I re-Tweeted and hit the hay.

In the morn, relieved we were OK, Vermont was OK, we were sad to hear of the human loss and losses from the storms.

I reflected again today on several news idiots before and after Sandy, saying Irene was nothing to them in NY. I remember John Gill's Farm where Levon et al did a free concert every year.

Gill's farm produces a lot of food for NYC people. They also had devastation from Irene, like Vermont did. Bet those news people don't even know where their food comes from, are those news idiots really just stick people? They do look a little stiff and they clearly do not look around and see farther than their tiny world.

The sticks shine in the dark gray days of November.