np- Lincoln

[Bled Welder]

I have always admired your writing bandwraith.  But what election are you
talking about.  There was no election.  The last time I voted, the one
before this, I voted for the Socialist guy.  Believe it or not, there are
more people on the ballot, than old Abe and Clinton and Bush, and even
whoever the minute dude was I voted for.

Then we get political on this supposedly literary link-in, and we run into
the incessant lefties, who curse radical lefties such as yours truly for in
their thick hard skulls we handed the election to Bush, and so on, again
and...etc.  Blame your brothers.  Blame your cousins.  Blame your fathers
even.

You (not you brandwaith) goddam political animals, you get so twisted in
your own kingdom-cum-labyrinth and you're so terrified of the incoming
machines that you curse your own family.  Who just happen to be to the
left. Or right.  And you are sooo desperate to hold on to that lunatic
dream-hypnotic fantasy of yours that democracy is the right way, and you
know forever and always the right way to vote.

I'm a true "democrat".  I vote my conscience, NOT who "I think should win".
 Idiocy.

Anyway, Abe movie reminds me of DDLewis, who reminds me of Scorcese, who is
the greatest, American director, to my mind.  I'm by no means a global
critic of film.

But I wouldn't mind putting forth something that came to me, like a dream,
because I was desperate at the time, was it just last night, early morning
maybe after a wicked night previous, Netflix, if you don't know exactly
what you're looking for, it's browsing principles at this point in time are
fairly limited.  Sometime they offer up something worthwhile.

But like Mr. Morris, and the Game of Thrones, which I would might well
enjoy watching but that takes a lot of time, by now, since, I'm four
seasons behind, Netflix flashed a 2012 film to me called The Fall.  David
Fincher and another great fellow made it.  Watching it it seems like a high
budget film, but yet it's difficult to see anybody but me laying in my bed
begging the squidzard astrowold fuingis to give me a break.

Why was it produced?  How was it produced?  Do I ever get to meet these
entities?  What can I say, I dig stories that are dreams within dreams
without dreams that dream within a dream.


On Mon, Nov 19, 2012 at 11:01 PM, <bandwraith at aol.com> wrote:

> Rewarding. See it now while the memory of the last election is still
> fresh.
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