By georgemotisher

George Motisher is a collection of rather unimportant elements and protein molecules that are in the habit of complaining about their insignificant exsistence.

They also worry about money a lot.

EVOLUTIONARY DEAD ENDS: PLANT SPECIES

In an earlier essay, some of the now extinct species of animals were presented. Their characteristics were described as best as the evolutionary biologists can presently determine, and various theories were put forth as to the reasons they became extinct. It is now time to examine some of the plants on which those biologists have done research. Once again, we are not talking about old maid Sunday School teachers, even though many of them probably have the petrified flowers of a futile romance pressed between the pages of their hymnals. – – – PREHISTORIC CANNIBUS There is much debate about…

EVOLUTIONARY DEAD ENDS

Man has been studying the fossil records for quite some time now—and we are not referring here to the investigation of old maid Sunday school teachers, Bob Dole, or others long presumed dead—and has discovered that there are many species of plants and animals which have become extinct. While many of these have simply evolved to more viable forms, there are others which seem to have run into a brick wall—or in more scientific terms, an up-thrust of metamorphosed iron-rich silt interlaced with veins of limestone. Although there is only inconclusive evidence as to the purpose, if any, of certain…

PUBLIC TELEVISION PRESENTS, “NATUREWORLD: SEEKING THE ORIGINS OF THE ENVIRONMENTALIST.”

(This program is made possible in part by a grant from American World Corporation: “Meeting tomorrow’s energy needs, TODAY!”) – – – (On screen is a montage of public parks and backyard barbeques.) Voice over: It’s a warm spring day. Gathered at the parks and picnic grounds across America, families are cooking meat and tossing softballs, swimming, and enjoying the first sunshine after winter’s gloom. In a dark meeting area at Barnes and Noble, though, (Shot of bookstore interior) a different group gathers. Besides the fanny-packs stuffed with organic granola bars, a few all-cotton flannel shirts, and clean-scrubbed faces wearing…

A NOTE FROM SANTA ABOUT GLOBAL WARMING

It has come to our attention here at Pole Headquarters that something disastrous is occurring in regards to the Earth. It seems that there have been too many bad little boys and girls polluting the atmosphere with the byproducts of carbon fuels, causing world temperatures to rise. While we here at Pole Headquarters do not completely understand the science behind this, we have noted that our own workshops are beginning to sink into the ice, and that our candy striped North Pole is now leaning ominously. We can assure the world’s population that all manner of people from corporate planners…

SONNETS FROM SPACE

I We sit, in love and gazing at the stars That fill the violet evening sky with sparks. What flies up there, besides our thoughts, or larks That sing life’s glory or its scars? Is there a being on a quest from Mars, And launching out in meteoric arcs? What answers would he seek when he embarks Across the void between his world and ours? We love each other, sitting two as one, And mostly, life is full with soothing sun, You hold me as we face the starry sky, To contemplate what comes and goes; and why. But sometimes,…