Wing-Tip

To play with the old model of "left" and "right" wings, I represent the left wing-tip. Because this is an age of enantiodromia, in which everything is inside-out and backward, I seem to be right snug up against the right wing-tip--in ideology-- this comes at the full upstroke and full downstroke:

Push me farther and I enter the criminal class, declare anarchy (or capitalism) and the devil take the hindmost. Push the right wingtip farther and he heads out in posse with white sheets over faces to lynch the nigger, or the Socrates, or the Christ, or the Collateral.

It is a time of converging extremes. The "right wing" proposes immobilizing the left by impoverishment and imprisonment. Out here at the left wing tip I propose liberating us both to the purpose of wings: to fly! We've been taxiing for 20,000 generations. Swinging from left to right like a stabled horse (stabled Pegasus) while all the while technology evolved us all the way to planting a human foot on the moon.

Jehovah, bless his little drunken heart, put an angel with a flaming sword at Eden's gate to keep out the descendants of Adam and Eve. Scary!

But I saw someone walk right up and push the flimsy image aside! As she walked on in, the cardboard image whispered "Taboos are shibboleths for the few. Those who have ears, let them hear."