Poetry Month you say?

In that case, I may have something to share. In spanish of course.

 

Morir es retirarse, hacerse a un lado,
ocultarse un momento, estarse quieto,
pasar el aire de una orilla a nado
y estar en todas partes en secreto.

Morir es olvidar, ser olvidado,
refugiarse desnudo en el discreto
calor de Dios, y en su cerrado
puño, crecer igual que un feto.

Morir es encenderse bocabajo
hacia el humo y el hueso y la caliza
y hacerse tierra y tierra con trabajo.

Apagarse es morir, lento y aprisa,
tomar la eternidad como a destajo
y repartir el alma en la ceniza.

Jaime Sabines

 

Fuck Political Correctness!

Man, I hadn't laughed that much in a while.

So, I was eating with my family in a big, chain restaurant here in Mexico when I find this on the menu.

"Tamales Downy"

I stared and stared at the title, trying to understand what in hell where the Tamales Downy when my sister just points out at a commercial on the television while saying something about "being an ass".
I turn around and see how the "Tamales Downy" are cooked...by people with down syndrome.

For a while I just gaped at the title thinking just how inappropriate and offensive that sounded, and then I just started laughing hysterically.

Really? "Tamales Downy"?  I have no fucking idea what they where thinking...