Wow..that's some piss-poor typo laden writing on my part. Maybe next time should proofread a bit before clicking send? I don't know if we will ever be rid of force-read monologues to govmnts and families before absurd poignant decapitations that serve no good purpose or air strikes for that matter or conservative perversions or last ditch expressions of disillusionment via self- immolation on a public square. So maybe you're right about ..just having a real good look and listen to the music fest you linked. Pour a glass. Eat a pill or an herbal supplement or smoke a jay or chew a mushroom. Or meditate. Or just sit still and chill a bit ..or dance butt-naked with a beautiful friend. Let the sunshine in for a while...because Ferlinghetti's age of reason seems still like a pipe dream and Uncle Walt's barbaric yawp still floats over the rooftops where some can see and hear and listen and add their own hoots and warble and yawps to the winds while others just don't, period..

..and the beat goes on