“machines are ahead of morals”…Truman said it

“machines are ahead of morals”…Truman said it

“I’m a robot, I’m here to help you…”

 

 

President Harry Truman viewed the destruction of Berlin and the homeless German civilians struggling to stay alive,

   as he waited for word of the first successful test of the atomic bomb at Alamogordo, New Mexico.

Before he knew about the test result, Truman wrote in his diary:

“I hope for some sort of peace—but I fear that machines are ahead of morals by some centuries

   and when morals catch up there’ll be no reason for any of it.”

 

July 16, 1945, at the Potsdam Conference in Germany

 

from Countdown 1945: The Extraordinary Story of the Atomic Bomb and the 116 Days That Changed the World by Chris Wallace with Mitch Weiss

New York: Avid Reader Press, 2020

p. 123

 

Truman didn’t need to worry about so-called Artificial Intelligence…

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Copyright © Richard Carl Subber 2024 All rights reserved.

 

The Reader (Der Vorleser)

Not just a rehash of WWII…

by Bernhard Schlink

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In other words: Poems for your eyes and ears with 64 free verse and haiku poems,
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The Book of Days…part xxxx

The Book of Days

 

The dawn’s early light can be pleasure enough for the whole day.

There are words enough to tell the story of “the temptation of day to come.”

It is my delight to write some of them for your delectation.

 

 

moments

 

where treetops touch impending sky,

the tempting color of day,

a hem of dawn

   on the quilt of night,

 

it holds my gaze for these moments…

 

December 21, 2023

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Old Friends (book review)

Tracy Kidder tells truth about old age…

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As with another eye: Poems of exactitude with 55 free verse and haiku poems,
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reach out, “touch the music,” my poem

reach out, “touch the music,” my poem

that toe is tapping…

 

 

touch the music

 

The horn is a sweet river

   of hot icing,

sprites chase the notes,

toe tapping just happens,

the sax galumphs

   and then it’s power and pout

      and plaintive moan

         and tickled scales,

a raft of rhythms that pushes through

   to almost endings,

the growly sax can make a joy

   to bounce inside our ears,

all dulcet, warm, and lazy…

 

January 26, 2024

 

easy listening in the Fireside lounge on a Friday afternoon

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“…an era of corruption in High Places…”

Old Abe got it right….

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My first name was rain: A dreamery of poems with 53 free verse and haiku poems,
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Bird by Bird: Some Instructions on Writing and Life

Bird by Bird: Some Instructions on Writing and Life

“…turn the unspeakable into words…”

 

 

Book review:

Bird by Bird: Some Instructions on Writing and Life

 

by Anne Lamott

New York: Anchor Books, Doubleday, 1994

239 pages

 

I prefer to think of Anne Lamott’s free-spirited commentary on writing as “some encouragement” and “some guidance.”

If you want to be a writer and don’t have a clue about how or why you want it, I guess that reading Bird by Bird may be entertaining but I think probably it won’t give you the mojo.

Lamott is talking to fellow writers when she’s probing the yin and the yang of the whole messy, oh so personal business of committing the right words to paper. Her tidbits about life will be mostly familiar to just about anybody, and sometimes they seem like they originated in post-it notes on her fabulous collection of index cards that she uses to jot down those special words and insights and dream talking.

Bird by Bird seems to be an appealing excuse to feel good about the tribulations and the ecstasies of writing, and all the stuff that happens in between. It’s a gossipy, comfortable walk through Lamott’s life of writing. She mentions this: “John Gardner wrote that the writer is creating a dream into which he or she invites the reader, and that the dream must be vivid and continuous.”

Her passion for writing is mostly obvious, and motivational if you’re inclined to be motivated.

I think this line is as good a summary as the reader can hope for: “…the writer’s job is to see what’s behind [the closed door], to see the bleak unspeakable stuff, and to turn the unspeakable into words—not just into any words but if we can, into rhythm and blues.”

Did you hear the drum riff?

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Book review. Copyright © Richard Carl Subber 2024 All rights reserved.

 

“…and dipped in folly…”

only Poe knows how to say it…

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Writing Rainbows: Poems for Grown-Ups with 59 free verse and haiku poems,
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wrath and anger…each a no no

wrath and anger…each a no no

among the abominations….

 

 

“Wrath and anger, these also are abominations…”

 

Book of Sirach, 27:30

 

Resist the temptation…

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Copyright © Richard Carl Subber 2024 All rights reserved.

 

Book review: The Sea Runners

…it informs, it does not soar…

by Ivan Doig

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My first name was rain: A dreamery of poems with 53 free verse and haiku poems,
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“…connected to my past…”…“amaze,” my poem

“…connected to my past…”…“amaze,” my poem

walking on…

 

 

amaze

 

I seek a knowing path,

would know familiar walls, and doors,

each one reveals another track.

I walk on, connected to my past.

The errant ways return me to me.

I am the connection.

In myself I live, and will live.

 

I seek a knowing path,

I make my way,

I know familiar walls…

   mirrors serve as well.

 

June 29, 1995

Bethany Beach, DE

 

walking on the sand alone

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My poetry. Copyright © Richard Carl Subber 2024 All rights reserved.

 

Book review: Shawshank Redemption

A world I do not want to know…

by Stephen King

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Above all: Poems of dawn and more with 73 free verse poems,
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