Weather Report

New York Orange

(Art print available for sale $50)

New York turned orange

Expel a rotten orange

and what do you expect?

Canadian sunset

Trumpian orange

gray at the core

overlaid with rotten airs,

tells us irrefutably,

This ain’t no party

This ain’t no disco

This ain’t no foolin’ around.

When New Yorkers can’t breath

the world will know

This is the bright spot

This is the tickle.

Wall Street’s

walking home

in the foggy smog

of their entire biome.

The meaning of meaningless

Philosophy and lack thereof

By Gary A. Schlueter

    Rama Jack feels life is meaningless. He’s 25 and his goals are to learn eight languages and go “everywhere!” The first time I caught up with him as a young adult he was in Paris, I think. A week later it was Spain, two weeks later Thailand. He’s having a ball living a life you read about in adventure books, yet to him life is meaningless. How can that be?

    My best advice to him so far is, “Meaningless is meaningless.” But that’s just drollery meant to deflect. (Still, there’s something to it. If a thing is what it is, meaningless is meaningless.) Better advice is hard to come by. I’ve been working on it for the past month and the best I can come up with is, “Meditate!” Second best is “Vision quest!”