Your welcome, Dan. Come on in, the water’s fine..

You're welcome, Ed. Just noodling 'ere, really. Maybe a hint o literary guerilla ontology (for lack of a better description) 'roun the fire circle

Still feelin the tension in the thread tho, Ed, & it is what it is but maybe you can see it in your heart & gut to buff the edges from the woe & wallop. Jump in the pool, toss out all the tools there lyin on the bottom all askew. No pissing in the pool, yo, tho we all gotta do what we gotta do. Jus because it does take all kinds of open minds. Even if Marc is sure struggling with this &/or his own ire-energies that sustain 'im. Even when 'e makes you want to conjure images of spears on fire...’& drums in the din o the nighttime wires.. 'Cause no it’s not often we DBIS tribers know the bonus of a jingo-jangle wingnutter with a lick o some sense & sensibility on the down-low and a vocabulary (not drawn direct from the Old Testament: whack out thy heathen neighbor & know My bounties), yo. Uh: A POG cat who’s actually trying to discuss things somewhat intelligible like? Jeebus, ye blokes! Blessings, m' sistas & bros. It does seem possible with a little patience & the [potential balance] of a middle ground tack that we can take our conscience back. In the sunshine or the blackness. The fulcrum placed-well beneath the teeter-totter & oiled & fixed; that prescience if insights born of fact-not-fiction & hindsight & human contemporary discourse. Ah, Love.

i kno, i know, bla-blah-bla (jus one in seven-billion opinions)

I just have this recurring wonder, naïve as it may be, that maybe the DBIS en masse might actually come up with an answer [one of these days] to something of real civic meaning or measure of impact…through evocative discussion & song appreciation.

Ey. Maybe Dan & David ‘ll wake up on the left side o their respective beds one fine brand new day & discover that "Something extraordinary has come o the DBIS today." ..other than apt fanzine news, contrasting views & hip reviews, the moot troglodyte trolling pastime, and a small cast of characters who’ve come to love & admire each other (in very personal ways) in an ever-broadening circle outside the parameters o this silver or lead den of iniquities & arts & heart & gut.. Not to make light of all that, as it is, …but hey wouldn’t it be cool to think-tank a panacea to one big thing (even just in theory)…? Even if it’s just a cure for male pattern boldness or mild feminimitch…?