Back Talk: A Totally Rigged Election and What’s Worse, Hillary or the Flu Shot?

abstract reflections of sky and trees in the water
abstract reflections of sky and trees in the water

Totally Rigged

Thank you, Editor Palpini, for the recent article about the “rigging” of the election (“Between the Lines: Are the Elections Rigged?”, Oct. 27-Nov. 2, 2016). It is indecorous in the extreme for Republicans to stoke the public’s fear of this possibility when they are the party that has done everything in their power both legally — voter ID laws, gerrymandering, etc. — and illegally — voter suppression — to “rig” our elections.

The less affluent members of our society (I wouldn’t call it the 99 percent, perhaps 77 percent would be closer to the mark?) are the ones against whom our elections have been attempted to be “rigged.” Yet, even so, we will prevail. Imagine a world as it could be, if there had been a Gore presidency. We’ve got to make up for lost time! It’s not too late.

— Michael D. Joyce,

Wendell

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Poetry Break

Just to Be Around Beauty is to Be Far from Everything Else

What isn’t waking up is already on its way to a sleep

            peopled by raindrops and bird-cadenced ripples.

            I like to come here, Look Park, when the day

has only a handful of chances left in it. I find

a seat on a red bench and breathe so deeply

I can feel my late parents throbbing in the green

smells the trees, grass and pond have all collated

just so the sky has something it feels it belongs to.

And I belong to it too: this concert of concentrated

chances and cadences to which not only the sky and I,

but everyone else, asleep or awake, hold holy front-row tickets.

Connolly Ryan is a senior lecturer at UMass Amherst Honors College. You can contact him at connollyryanpi@hotmail.com.

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