Do you ever think about dinosaurs?
No. Can’t say that I do.
It’s amazing to think that our entire world economy is based on them, you know?
As in over the last hundred million years their remains have been geologically transformed into crude oil? I suppose that’s true.
Actually, when I say dinosaurs, I’m referring to the oil companies. As in, ‘Though huge and lumbering, we have sharp teeth.’
That’s an oil company functionary trying
to scare independent mercenary Yves Adele Harlow
in the episode ‘Like Water for Octane’ of
the TV show, “The Lone Gunmen,” from 2001.
Most dinosaurs, of course, were not huge
but rather, on average I think, about ostrich size.
And modern thinking, also of course, is that
dinosaurs weren’t lumbering at all, but agile
and quick, in fact probably very bird-like
in their movements.
When entertainment does not
sweat the details, gets little things wrong,
I wonder, does that contribute
to it going extinct?
I know that folksinger Joni Mitchell
was never a crazy king of England
and Mad King George of that little island
didn’t sing jazz that for a time could sell.
We all die, of course, get heaven or hell,
but some like a rock from dinosaur land
get dug up, broken open, kept at hand
as if shaped rocks had secrets they could tell.
Jazz and crazy are kind of relations
to details. It’s handy having this pair
because the distinctions are so succinct.
Crazy dinosaur singing sensations
that had picked cool chords, wrote lyrics with care,
would be dead, but they wouldn’t be extinct.
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Joni Mitchell And King George #1: The War On Terror
Joni Mitchell And King George #2: An Epistemology Of Empowerment
Conspiracy Theories And Masturbation
(I know—of course!—Joni Mitchell’s not dead.
But since her career is past tense I’m using
her as a memory. I am not doing
to poor Joni what Pete Townshend
did to Doris Day.
And: Pete Townshend lyric names Doris dead!)