This poem came from the April 5, 2011 Poetry Fishbowl. It was inspired and sponsored by the_vulture, who wanted to explore the relationship between school bullies and mad scientists. To this prompt I added my own knowledge of the very grave problem of bullying. (Read some resources on how to stop bullying.) It's just that some targets have more resources than others, and in a world with mad scientists the consequences can be a great deal more colorful...
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This poem came out of the April 5, 2011 Poetry Fishbowl. It was inspired by prompts from natasiakith and my_partner_doug, who wanted to read about real-world scientists considered mad. (You can read about Nikola Tesla, Wilhelm Reich, Timothy Leary, and others online.) The poem was sponsored by laffingkat.
taught electricity and radio to do tricks
that were ahead of their time.
He raised the Wardenclyffe Tower
and talked about the teleforce weapon,
only to be torn down
by people who could not comprehend.
studied the subtle energies
and built machines to focus orgone
for improving physical and mental health.
The government threw him in jail
and burned his books.
learned how to reprogram the human mind
through the use of psychoactive substances,
including ways to reduce criminal recidivism
from 60% to 20%.
Richard Nixon described him as
"the most dangerous man in America."
Behind them, too, lay an infinite array
of shades flickering in the dim light of history,
Darwin and Newton and Galileo,
Hypatia in her long-lost library
and old Archimedes cackling over his cannon.
The more things change,
the more they stay the same:
Those who dance to the beat of a different drum
are thought mad by those who hear not the music.
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I'll keep on top of this as best I can, but today I owe my_partner_doug some help with a batch of character glasses. So I'll be offline for part of the day.
Repeal of health care support for seniors will kill a lot of them. That's not an accident. It's premeditated, and it is murder. Now who's running the "death panels" ...?
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I actually don't mind telling people where I get mine, although the answers sometimes make them blink:
* science news
* world news
* people who piss me off, that I want to torture or murder in effigy
* people who live in other worlds and like to tell stories
* things I see in my yard
* the Universe wants something talked about and pesters me until I write about it
* TV shows, movies, or stories that go right up to something interesting and then stop short
* someone says "You can't X" and I say, "Oh yeah? Watch me!" and poke them in the eye with pencils
* I notice a gap that needs filling
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This poem came out of the April 5, 2011 Poetry Fishbowl. It was inspired by prompts from thesilentpoet, my_partner_doug, aldersprig, janetmiles, and kelkyag. It was sponsored by janetmiles. Clearly, everyone wanted to see the science fair involving the folks from Monster House. Heh ... yeah. I've actually heard stories from the kind of science fair involving kids with access to way too many cool ideas.
You can read the rest of the "Monster House" series by following the links on the "Serial Poetry" page on my website.
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