Cameron Diaz

Herpetologist meets actress (Cameron Diaz).

If he's funny he's me.

South America or Africa (on location).

In a diamond mind.

The protagonists (lovers), the diamonds, the miners and the minders.

By minders we mean watchers, organizers, supervisors.

As all art must: choose a focus.

The personal is political said Cameron on the night bus to Quebec.

I had never met a girl so willing to make love in public.

To what extent is violence necessary? And

is that the essential question or

should violence be accepted as man's state, fate

a more essential question existing beyond or below

peace or war. Perhaps

the religious and (for the irreligious) sacred injunction

against egregious violence exists

to still ourselves

to open ourselves

to the deeper question. That Cameron Diaz is funny and beautiful

is hopeful. And the telescope and microscope have extended

the eye's appreciation. Under the microscope

Cameron becomes a collection of foreign, alien, uncompassionate,

      selfish, self-organizing

organisms. Frightening, inexorable, fascinating

to the scientist in you!

To the telescope

vanishingly small, infinitesimal as the farthest sun

only smaller

smaller by magnitudes of magnitudes of ten

and incinerated in a nanosecond. Gone

from the movie (photographs the contents of which move

for the naked eye).

I cannot help what I do or hope.

Anyway, it's a love story

or science project, socio-political documentary. An essay.

An essay about how it is actually impossible to say what you mean

but it is possible with a lifetime of meditation and study to shut up

and know what you meant.

Now I'm deaf.

I can see Cameron Diaz but not hear her.

The guy, the herpetologist, at first colorless turns out to be

colorful as a bird or snake!

He knows a lot about snakes, and birds! Not only how they mate

but what they eat

(amateur botanist)

where they rest

what they do with their pain. Do they get depressed?

Can they have guests?

How do they judiciously employ violence to organize and defend

the nest.

The international collective remains insufficiently organized

resulting in violence and threats of violence that interrupt

commerce, procreation (love) and the pursuit of happiness (Cameron Diaz)

at least for certain populations, sometimes.

Otherwise, most men, most times, live in peace excepting

flood or fire God or man may

choose to impose.

I lay in my bed and listen naked.

Have a good day (Diaz).

The goddess does not exist, except as bone.

Around this time (July)

the queen yellow jacket (redcoat) searches

blind and deaf

for a ledge or cavity to build a city of her descendants

safe, that they can defend.

Most cities

prosper, undisturbed

and sleeping peacefully, overwinter. We, however,

remain active, Cameron Diaz makes winter movies or

love stories in South America, and I

delight to imagine her herpetologist. Or one who

discovers the sun

around which a habitable, understandable, compatible

orb orbs. Or

maybe the movie's about the revolution, soldiers dying defending

this dictator or that dreamer

and the movie completely failing, not even trying, to explain how

the sons and daughters of the dying soldiers (miners) feel

fishing alone, hunting for wisdom, thereafter.

Sure, these men chose violence, not Cameron Diaz, and were not

farmers, botanists or herpetologists

their tools could have been and should have been the telescope or microscope

but are there enough microscopes and telescopes to go around

and did we not (taxpayers, moviegoers) encourage them to

defend Cameron Diaz?

Man's world is insufficiently organized to preclude violence

in allocating resources (Cameron Diaz).

When we invade Iraq

to defend our allies and interests

with rockets and rocket throwers, Rockettes and Cameron Diaz

each man (each Diaz) must make his

own individual choice

whether this war

is worth fighting for or the next or the worst.

Go to jail, go directly to waterboard, at the hands of

your local police, chamber of commerce.

Learn how to walk the desert and the universe.

The names of rocks and planets,

that being the only answer to the hyperorganization that is a cancer on

      our insufficient organization.

I was reading Foreign Affairs

The Case Against the West by Kishore Mabubami (Cameron Diaz).

How can I relinquish my privileged position

sit still, lie naked

until what constitutes consent of the governed and non-violent change,

      Cameron Diaz,

to her herpetologist

is known.