Comment [[:comment1008.html|Racism and the Race]]

Dave Zirin finds sports owners in McCain's box.

Barbara Ehrenreich urges debt resistance.

Howard Zinn [[:mag/zinn1008.html|leans toward Obama despite his views on Afghanistan.]]

The Newest Scam to Steal Your Vote Lloyd Dangle and Greg Palast.

Obama's Task Ruth Conniff He still has to win over reluctant white voters. Plus, a snapshot of a Nader rally.

Maverick 2.0 Elizabeth DiNovella Sarah Palin electrified the GOP delegates, while police rounded up protesters.

The McKinney Choice Kevin Alexander Gray The Green Party ticket defines what its "win" would look like.

[[:mag/enders1008.html|The Mahdi Army Bides Its Time]] David Enders Muqtada al-Sadr and his militia lay low—for now.

Keith Ellison Amitabh Pal "Islam is wildly diverse," says the first Muslim American Congressman. "I'm at the progressive end."

Poem Mahmoud Darwish Will Durst chronicles two bad days on the campaign trail.

Out of Your Comfort Zone Matt Pascarella An Iraqi American artist is intentionally provocative with his art.

Books Ezra Klein reviews The Obama Nation: Leftist Politics and the Cult of Personality, by Jerome R. Corsi.

Jim Hightower spotlights some of the people around Obama.

Jim Hightower says the South Koreans have a legitimate beef.


Trump's politics are not the problem.

The fiery Milwaukee Sheriff is on the shortlist to head the Department of Homeland Security.

By Wendell Berry

Manifesto: The Mad Farmer Liberation Front

Love the quick profit, the annual raise,
vacation with pay. Want more 
of everything ready made. Be afraid 
to know your neighbors and to die.
And you will have a window in your head.
Not even your future will be a mystery 
any more. Your mind will be punched in a card 
and shut away in a little drawer.
When they want you to buy something 
they will call you. When they want you
to die for profit they will let you know. 
So, friends, every day do something
that won’t compute. Love the Lord. 
Love the world. Work for nothing. 
Take all that you have and be poor.
Love someone who does not deserve it. 
Denounce the government and embrace 
the flag. Hope to live in that free 
republic for which it stands. 
Give your approval to all you cannot
understand. Praise ignorance, for what man 
has not encountered he has not destroyed.
Ask the questions that have no answers. 
Invest in the millennium. Plant sequoias.
Say that your main crop is the forest
that you did not plant,
that you will not live to harvest.

Say that the leaves are harvested 
when they have rotted into the mold.
Call that profit. Prophesy such returns.
Put your faith in the two inches of humus 
that will build under the trees
every thousand years.
Listen to carrion—put your ear
close, and hear the faint chattering
of the songs that are to come. 
Expect the end of the world. Laugh. 
Laughter is immeasurable. Be joyful
though you have considered all the facts. 
So long as women do not go cheap 
for power, please women more than men.
Ask yourself: Will this satisfy 
a woman satisfied to bear a child?
Will this disturb the sleep 
of a woman near to giving birth? 
Go with your love to the fields.
Lie easy in the shade. Rest your head 
in her lap. Swear allegiance 
to what is nighest your thoughts.
As soon as the generals and the politicos 
can predict the motions of your mind, 
lose it. Leave it as a sign 
to mark the false trail, the way 
you didn’t go. Be like the fox 
who makes more tracks than necessary, 
some in the wrong direction.
Practice resurrection.

Wendell Berry is a poet, farmer, and environmentalist in Kentucky. This poem, first published in 1973, is reprinted by permission of the author and appears in his “New Collected Poems” (Counterpoint).

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