I have been away for some time, preoccupied with work and dimmed by persistent depression. In that interval, a number of people have been kind enough to post comments, and I will endeavor to respond to them here...
On my essay about NSA snooping:
Interesting article. I was reading about how NSA's hacking unit TAO, have recently obtained significant intelligence. Would like to see what foreign intelligence was collected. It's crazy to think how vulnerable we have become as a society allowing outside threats to alter this nations foundation. If another country was caught doing what we're doing, there would be war. Mr. Rivele, can your books be found on amazon?
I tend to agree. I continue to be amazed at the efforts among politicians and in the press to rationalize or at least to minimize this business of massive government surveillance in the name of national security. We know that Benjamin Franklin warned us that people who trade their liberty for security deserve neither, yet we are doing precisely that. That the president colludes in this horrific mistake does not in the least surprise me, since I regard him as a genial incompetent who neither understands nor trusts foundational American values; but is, in fact, doing his utmost to dismantle them.
Regarding my books: Yes, you can find most of them on Amazon. Thank you for asking.
On my post, Poetry and Power:
Tupac sought out to find his dreams as a young teenager facing adversities in the harsh streets of inner cities ghettos'. He wrote poetry as a child and as a teen his poems became an aspiration for his love of Hip-Hop music. The new movement Hip-Hop would thrive highly, Tupac envisioned becoming a part of it. But he'd deeply seek towards his inner dream as a revolutionary. At nineteen nature laid a wonderful serendipity upon Tupac, his poetry began to prophesy his life. Tupac's adversity turned into ambition quickly after he was discovered as a phenomenal Hip-Hop artist. He saw through music to incite a new revolution. However the reality of fortune and fame forced him into temptation that blurred his inner dream. The tragedy of an icon and Hip Hop hero, it was fate that led to his death.
Thank you for your thoughts on Tupac, about whom my writing partner and I completed a film script some years ago. It now appears that, at long last, that film may be made, though it has been rewritten so many times, I don't know whether it will have anything to do with the one we wrote.
On my post, Bad to Verse:
Your poems are very beautiful. I was introduced to you, relatively recently, by my wife, who suggested I watch The Men Who Killed Kennedy. In that movie, you're so articulate and well-spoken that I followed up on you, and that, if you're at all interested in knowing, is how I discovered Desert Songs.
Thank you for that. The only two professions I ever hoped to follow were orchestral musician and poet. Its pleasant to hear that you think I have succeeded at one of them. (By the way, some of these paragraphs are highlighted in yellow; I have no idea why.)
There were a number of other comments prompted by the fiftieth anniversary of the JFK assassination, but I shall refrain from responding to them now, since I have long since left that subject behind. Thanks for them in any case.
There were also a couple of posts relating to the Tupac movie. Please let me repeat: I have nothing to do with the casting of this, or of any other, film.
I expect to resume posting on my blog shortly.