34/365 : Don’t you eat that yellow snow

Dreamed I was an Eskimo
Frozen wind began to blow
Under my boots and around my toes
The frost that bit the ground below
It was a hundred degrees below zero…

And my mama cried
And my mama cried
Nanook, a-no-no
Nanook, a-no-no
Don’t be a naughty Eskimo
Save your money, don’t go to the show

Well I turned around and I said “Oh, oh” (Oh)
Well I turned around and I said “Oh, oh” (Oh)
Well I turned around and I said “Ho, Ho”
And the northern lights commenced to glow
And she said, with a tear in her eye
“Watch out where the huskies go, and don’t you eat that yellow snow”
“Watch out where the huskies go, and don’t you eat that yellow snow”

Frank Zappa
34/365 : Don't you eat that yellow snow
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Rubicon

A little under two years ago, my friend and photographic rock star Patrick La Roque posted a short essay over on the Kage Collective entitled Rubicon. Although he didn’t explicitly state it, the essay was all about the U.S. midterm elections which happened the day after Patrick’s post.

Here we are, approaching the eve of another historic election, where the stakes could not be higher. Another Rubicon, to be certain.

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