Amoeba’s Lorica: Meme-ories 30 (Memorial)

Find the cost of freedom, buried in the ground
Mother Earth will swallow you, lay your body down

– Stephen Stills, 1970

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Amoeba’s Lorica: In Kona Town

With apologies to Billy Joel.

Auwe! We’re living here in Kona town,
Where the mayor’s shut the airports down,
Bruddahs sneaking out onto the beach,
Some fishing moi, some drinking bleach.

Eh, our aunties sang falsetto for pay,
While our uncles strummed the ukulele,
And the haoles talked right through the show,
We’re shaking our heads, what do they know,

And we’re living here in Kona town.
But they’ve closed all the attractions down,
And the tourists have been shoo’d away …

Auwe! We’re waiting here in Kona town,
For the paradise that we’ve never found,
For the better life that we would have
If we would stop just being bad,

Well, the fancy kids got schooling that rates,
All the rest of us were left to our fates,
School don’t matter if you’re just going to pass
to hotels and shops, luaus and grass,

And we’re waiting here in Kona town.
But they’ve taken all the luaus down,
No can load the unemployment page …

We remember when the banks all went bust,
It took awhile for them to get back our trust,
But just when we thought it was OK to play,
The virus came and it was all swept away!

Auwe! We’re living here in Kona town,
And it’s hard to keep the ‘aina down,
But aloha will be tough today …

No can go but can’t afford to stay …
And we’re living here in Kona town.

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Amoeba’s Lorica: The Old College Trying

“The balloting is all over with at Princeton and the results are public. The favorite beverage of the senior class is whiskey. The favorite actress is Lynn Fontanne. The favorite artist is Arno, with Titian second and Leonardo third. The favorite poem is “If“. The greatest benefit derived from college is “contacts”.

“Having cast their votes, the seniors are all ready to go forth into the world of affairs, where, the way things look now, they will be temporarily immersed in a long green wave of unemployment.

“At New Haven this year, the results of the Yale senior balloting are not to be made public, so we understand. It seems that there is some question about the advisability of revealing undergraduate tastes. It must worry the mothers of prospective Princeton students to learn that the favorite beverage of the seniors is whiskey, and it also must worry the generous old grads to learn that the money they gave Alma Mater is just developing “contacts”.

“Personally we think college education, even in its present comical setting, mixed all up as it is with Titian, Fontanne, Whiskey, Arno, Kipling, and Contacts, is a good thing; but we often pause to think what fabulous sums of money would be turned loose on the world if ever it were discovered, suddenly, that the American system of education was really wrong, and didn’t actually work at all.”

                     – E. B. White, 1930

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