When I decided to start a web log, I sought about for a suitable name. I keep small quotations that appeal to me as memos in my Palm. One was from Wendell Berry's poem "The Mad Farmer Manifesto: First Amendment" and seemed to fit what I envisioned as the probable content of my blog:
To be sane in a mad time
is bad for the brain, worse
for the heart.
The full text of the poem doesn't seem to have found its way to the web yet. But the poem to which it is a sequel is. "Manifesto: The Mad Farmer Liberation Front" is a wonderful denunciation of the more dreadful aspects of modern life. It starts off:
Love the quick profit, the annual raise,Posted by jeffy at March 23, 2003 01:13 PM
vacation with pay. Want more
of everything ready made. Be afraid
to know your neighbors and to die.
And you will have a window in your head.
Not even your future will be a mystery
any more. Your mind will be punched in a card
and shut away in a little drawer.
When they want you to buy something
they will call you. When they want you
to die for profit they will let you know.
Read the rest...