Month: April 2020

• Not science

  A social “scientist” is not a scientist. Nor a doctor. Every real scientist has had a good belly laugh today at this assertion of “qualification” to recommend the use of an unproven drug. That is all, “Doctor” Navarro.

  Michael Raven

  April 6, 2020

  thought detritus

  cutting wrists to ribbons, From disastrous to something worse, OMFG Bog save us, Only social scientists think they are scientists, plague season

• What of those who DO have a soul?

  Perhaps the most appalling thing about the current crisis is we have someone in s position of power who has no talent for the job he’s been thrust into, and who’s lack of empathy cannot be hidden behind shell corporations or by the veils thrown up by sycophants and “yes” people. At the time of […]

  Michael Raven

  April 6, 2020

  thought detritus

  Covid-19, Death and the High Cost of Living, plague season

• Alone with everyone else

  

  I’ve returned to my recluse lifestyle after a year and four month experiment with participating in the whole social networking thing after a 10-year sabbatical from the mad consensual delusion people collectively engage in that’s supposed to be reflective of some kind of personalized community, but is largely an expansion of small talk over the […]

  Michael Raven

  April 4, 2020

  thought detritus

  introversion, plague season

• poem

  

  from winter to spring, the change, passing strange — masques we wear now worn in plain view

  Michael Raven

  April 3, 2020

  poems

  introversion, plague season

• New Car, Caviar, Four-Star Daydream

  I can’t do details which may be Top Secret, but there will be blood to pay come starting Monday. Or less money coming into the household, anyway. It’s the Dreaded CV’s fault that panic is an all time high and the lack of leadership that exacerbated the DCV situation that caused things to go haywire […]

  Michael Raven

  April 1, 2020

  thought detritus

  Chinese Take-out, Finances, Keys to the castle, What — I look THAT stupid?