I’m always inspired when I read Ginsberg…these poems mostly written on the road dictated into a tape recorder at a volatile time in America—history now — documented through the poet mind colored with his unique psychological make up — a wonderful thing to read. Who is out there doing this today? Someone should be. Some laughing Buddha poet, some obnoxious prophet condemning our distracted lives—once they said we were amusing ourselves to death but no, I think we are distracting ourselves to death with petty online realities— oh the contradictions for what then is this post? Turn back cries the prophet! To what? We ask.
