Blame it on the Black Star

Keates wrote the longest poem in the history of the world… an ode to a Grecian urn. For centuries the right-brained, half-brained, and even those with an entire brain going for them have attempted quite futiley to extract some meaning from it’s pages. First problem being that this poem is pages long…but that is beside the point of this blog. The point is that for perhaps even longer than this awful, but renown piece of literature, men have pondered deeply on the purpose of the Deaf. Okay …that’s harsh. Okay, no it’s not. I will feel guilty. You think the urn is wierd and pointless. I submit to you to meet someone Deaf. I daresay your ignorance to reality will be thrown into sharp relief. They are awful. And yes…the question as to why…and how…and who…now there is a poem worth writing…