poetandknowit27 Dec 2002

Put the Pete Singer down and step away from the poem. I feel like I am reading a generic mantra read before a march of protest to Ted Nugent's United Sportsmen of America Headquarters in Michigan during the opening days of hunting season. You know, there is good fiction out there on this movement. Read "My Year of Meats" by Ruth, shit I cannot find the book anywhere in all these piles. Fuck. Well anyway, look it up. It tackles the subject with a bit of originality, whereas this falls into sap.