A New Constitution

Here is the new constitution.

1. All men are born with the same rights

    i. Amendment the first: You can lose some of these if you do bad things.
    ii. Amendment the second: You can lose some of these even if you do bad things by accident.

In practice, everybody should have access to food and shelter. They should be able to live a peaceful life without being subjugated or tortured or killed.

Gilty tests the water by the river near the house

 Gilty dictated the new constitution to me in a dream. It was a holy revelation. However, for reasons obvious, I have omitted all the parts that concern dog-biscuits and dog-rights abuses.

2. The Global Reeducation Internment Ministry (GRIM) will make people nice. Individuals will be "reeducated" when

a) They fail to smile at least 5 times a day
b) Don't say hello
c) Stop dancing in the kitchen
d) Say they don't like something they have never even tried (special dispensation for kids and vegan guests at cannibal eat-all-you-like drive throughs)
e) People who announce they are going to be horrible by saying, "I always say what I think" as if this were a kind of licence to be abusive
f) Anybody who is convinced he is right
g) personae /gits eating with their mouths open
h) Teachers using a lot of photoshop

A teacher using a lot of Photoshop

Reeducation will involve playing hopscotch naked while singing the Japanese national anthem.

What price a hug?

It's a rhetorical question.

3. All those in political office at whatever level, will be obliged to publish all of their patrimony and possessions and that of their immediate family every year. An independent auditor will scrutinize this data. 

Look at me! I'm transparent. 

Here endeth the first part of my sturdy constitution.

Today's poem:

Lights Out

I have come to the borders of sleep,

The unfathomable deep

Forest where all must lose

Their way, however straight,

Or winding, soon or late;

They cannot choose.

Many a road and track

That, since the dawn’s first crack,

Up to the forest brink,

Deceived the travellers,

Suddenly now blurs,

And in they sink.

Here love ends,

Despair, ambition ends;

All pleasure and all trouble,

Although most sweet or bitter,

Here ends in sleep that is sweeter

Than tasks most noble.

There is not any book

Or face of dearest look

That I would not turn from now

To go into the unknown

I must enter and leave, alone,

I know not how.

The tall forest towers;

Its cloudy foliage lowers

Ahead, shelf above shelf;

Its silence I hear and obey

That I may lose my way

And myself.