the babel fish

ghetto news: remain earthen.

i.

we went from the back of the bus
to the back of the class;
hard-hearted–back up that ass
as long as the beat’s dope;

lord,
I know I got the midas touch
grant me a brief reprieve
while I roll this dutch–
help me remain earthen.

ii.

up curtains–
we get shot every day–
protect and serve,
serve and obey;
work on the tray,
the only thing new round here
is the day;


broke together
rich alone;
we atone
like monks–
put that acetone
to the pigs lips–
we’re just as equal;
Animal farm is just another name for a zoo
and we a zoo– Jumanji; rolling dice with the crew;

iii.

get lifted,
like Rafiki did Simba
bleeding cinder;
swim Babel fish, swim–
translate the sins that float to the surface
when the drugs don’t work;

when the things don’t hurt
we don’t know what to feel.

we don’t know what to feel,
we’re just sure we’re feeling.  

The stunning Cate Blanchett

I Swear Half of it Was Made Up

JD-

I tried sitting in on a first year potion class yesterday. I figured even a nonmagic type could mix some stuff together in a pot and make something nifty…. Yeah no.

Does anybody in this school have a Babel Fish handy? I didn’t understand a word that was said.

Hell I could just stick with the reference and say it was so dull that I swear I’d have preferred if Marvin the Paranoid Android had taught the class.

Now it is such a bizarrely improbable coincidence that anything so mind-bogglingly useful could have evolved purely by chance that some thinkers have chosen to see it as the final and clinching proof of the non-existence of God.
The argument goes something like this: “I refuse to prove that I exist,’” says God, “for proof denies faith, and without faith I am nothing.”
“But,” says Man, “The Babel fish is a dead giveaway, isn’t it? It could not have evolved by chance. It proves you exist, and so therefore, by your own arguments, you don’t. QED.”
“Oh dear,” says God, “I hadn’t thought of that,” and promptly vanishes in a puff of logic.
“Oh, that was easy,” says Man, and for an encore goes on to prove that black is white and gets himself killed on the next zebra crossing.
—  Douglas Adams- The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy
“I refuse to prove that I exist,” says God, “for proof denies faith, and without faith I am nothing.”
“But,” says Man, “the Babel fish is a dead giveaway, isn’t it? It could not have evolved by chance. It proves that You exist, and so therefore, by Your own arguments, You don’t. QED”
“Oh dear,” says God, “I hadn’t thought of that,” and promptly vanishes in a puff of logic.
“Oh, that was easy,” says Man, and for an encore goes on to prove that black is white and gets himself killed on the next zebra crossing.
—  The final proof of the NON-existence of God from The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy by Douglas Adams