Monday, May 31, 2010
Ford CEO/analyst won't address...Mercury demise–Google News
Say! Much of Florida slides
its old upholstered ass into
The Grand Marquis.
The heaven--as soft is it--
that they’ll never see.
Icon! Like, that’s what it is,
a freakin icon! Get rid?
Nay, worship rather!
Labels: Ford, Grand Marquis, Mercury
Sunday, May 30, 2010
Bob Mitchum Takes off His Jacket
and his shoulders,
pretty much.
Ponder Miss Joan Crawford, too,
resembling a vengeful linebacker &
I once sported a mid-nutty Zoot
Suit--Nail-head Samurai tone.
Fashion exists to roll us
into goddamn fools.
In perspective, that is.
At the time, vile-
ly conformist dolts.
Labels: fashion
Saturday, May 29, 2010
Solution
-The question is: How do we deal with this reality?
-With babytalk.
-You’re not serious.
-You've always been a snickle-nickedy poopie doop!
-That bad?
-Yeah! So there, hah, nah, and a half!
-The half, even.
-The babytalk world is merciless.
-The question is: How do we deal with this reality?
-With babytalk.
-You’re not serious.
-You've always been a snickle-nickedy poopie doop!
-That bad?
-Yeah! So there, hah, nah, and a half!
-The half, even.
-The babytalk world is merciless.
Labels: babytalk, relationships
Friday, May 28, 2010
In the Clusterfuck
from beginning to present,
everybody’s on point: Rich
screwing poorer & hedging
their increasingly humongous
piece of the pie with bribes.
Enforcement has to get its head out
of its ass & jail these noisome bastards!
But the more power you give government
the more tyranny you get. And tyranny,
so it goes, runs through big fish and,
flustered, hooks into you. Round
and round and round we
go and where it stops....
well it never fails. Buck, though,
stops in particular pockets with
little or no trouble. Japanese exec
to be transferred to US informed “It’s
like Indonesia: Everything’s for sale.”
Well it’s not like Indonesia! Insult!
Indonesia is bush league.
Labels: bribery, rich, tyranny, USA
Thursday, May 27, 2010
The Personal Question
Strolling central London
with posh & hoi polloi, all
snared by 700 cameras.
Stitch results together for
paranoid kaleidoscope, but
how many show my good side?--
Muslims, of course, having none.
Labels: London, surveillance cameras
Wednesday, May 26, 2010
Texas Changes History
so that Phyllis Schlafly
and Jerry Falwell together
breast the breastworks
of the Liberal Fort,
Reagan soaring past
on a restricted sky.
Labels: Texas textbooks
Tuesday, May 25, 2010
Party of No
-How do you counter Party of No, Mr Candidate?
-I say Party of No all right! No to stealing
our Constitution! No to Socialism! No...!
-I get the idea. And it's lousy. Every time you repeat
the language of a charge you lodge it further into
the sucker's head!
-Well what...?
-Positive! Party of Yes! Yes to Founding Fathers' Vision!
Yes to...!
-Too highbrow! How do you smash them with Socialism that way? I mean really smash!
-More snidely. We don't want the reporters to bring up the
frozen-ass countries like Sweden, Denmark and Norway
where it works.
-Shit! Nothing works! Aren't they broke too? Like us?
-You have a tendency to steer towards academic discussion.
It's okay to appear fair. But ram it up Dems' ass
every second!
-But they'll point out that some social programs loved
by our own people.
-Insidious! Tearing the fabric of fuckin Freedom! Get it?
-Doesn't everything? Really?
-And you're not running for mayor of Copenhagen!
-Wish I was. Tivoli nice.
AFTERWARD
-Don’t take this unkindly, but your candidate's the dumbest
bastard I've encountered in this work.
-Kind to his dogs.
-So was Hitler, but he was smart before the Jew hate
ate him from the inside out.
-Well nothing’s gonna eat our boy! We keep him simple.
-Watch out for Race: he’ll blunder.
-Hey he’s married to a Black!
-What?
-Well, deeply-tanned from Alabam. Beach bunny.
-Better bleach her up! To be on the safe side.
-How do you counter Party of No, Mr Candidate?
-I say Party of No all right! No to stealing
our Constitution! No to Socialism! No...!
-I get the idea. And it's lousy. Every time you repeat
the language of a charge you lodge it further into
the sucker's head!
-Well what...?
-Positive! Party of Yes! Yes to Founding Fathers' Vision!
Yes to...!
-Too highbrow! How do you smash them with Socialism that way? I mean really smash!
-More snidely. We don't want the reporters to bring up the
frozen-ass countries like Sweden, Denmark and Norway
where it works.
-Shit! Nothing works! Aren't they broke too? Like us?
-You have a tendency to steer towards academic discussion.
It's okay to appear fair. But ram it up Dems' ass
every second!
-But they'll point out that some social programs loved
by our own people.
-Insidious! Tearing the fabric of fuckin Freedom! Get it?
-Doesn't everything? Really?
-And you're not running for mayor of Copenhagen!
-Wish I was. Tivoli nice.
AFTERWARD
-Don’t take this unkindly, but your candidate's the dumbest
bastard I've encountered in this work.
-Kind to his dogs.
-So was Hitler, but he was smart before the Jew hate
ate him from the inside out.
-Well nothing’s gonna eat our boy! We keep him simple.
-Watch out for Race: he’ll blunder.
-Hey he’s married to a Black!
-What?
-Well, deeply-tanned from Alabam. Beach bunny.
-Better bleach her up! To be on the safe side.
Labels: Party of No
Monday, May 24, 2010
Freedom and Hygiene
Oldsters can't buy
toilet paper with food
stamps, so they, in
The Land of the Free,
get a steak for 12 bux
off their balance, then
sell it for 7 in cash to
stock up for the health
of their keisters. They're
free to perform such
a Free Market transaction
midst the many well-sung
by the well-fed Right. Admire
the According to Hoyle
Capitalism of it all: losing
fin being typical of little
guy's engaging these
witching protocols.
Labels: food stamps
Sunday, May 23, 2010
What makes you happy? –innumerable news sites
Alone, any stray
anything can.
With another,
observance of
your way.
Alone, any stray
anything can.
With another,
observance of
your way.
Labels: happiness
Saturday, May 22, 2010
Young Classical Musician
-B Flat is interesting there, Mr__, though not what Mozart wrote.
-Should have.
-Well, I'll discuss it in heaven with him. In the meantime...
-let's pretend to live while dying.
-I'm sorry?
-I said my apologies, Maestro. Please continue.
-With your permission.
Labels: classical music, Maestro, Mozart, young musician
Friday, May 21, 2010
Party of No
-How do you counter Party of No, Mr Candidate?
-I say Party of No all right! No to stealing
our Constitution! No to Socialism, No...
-Get the idea. And it's lousy. Every time you repeat
the language of a charge you lodge it further in the
sucker's head!
-Well what...?
-Positive! Party of Yes! Yes to Founding Fathers' Vision!
Yes to...!
-Too highbrow! How do you smash them with Socialism
that way? I mean really smash!
-More snidely. We don't want the reporters to bring up the
frozen-ass countries like Sweden, Denmark and Norway
where it works.
-Shit! Nothing works! Aren't they broke too? Like us?
-You have a tendency to steer towards academic discussion.
It's okay to appear fair. But ram it up Dems' ass
every second!
-They'll point out that some social programs loved
by our own people.
-Insidious! Tearing the fabric of Freedom!
-Doesn't everything? Really?
-And you're not running for mayor of Copenhagen!
-Wish I was. Tivoli nice.
AFTER
-Don’t take this unkindly, but your candidate's the dumbest
bastard I've encountered in this work.
-Kind to his dogs.
-So was Hitler, but he was smart before the Jew hate
ate him from the inside out.
-Well nothing’s gonna eat our boy! We keep him simple.
-Watch out for Race: he’ll blunder.
-Hey he’s married to a Black!
-What?
-Well, deeply-tanned from Alabam. Beach bunny.
-Better bleach her up!
-How do you counter Party of No, Mr Candidate?
-I say Party of No all right! No to stealing
our Constitution! No to Socialism, No...
-Get the idea. And it's lousy. Every time you repeat
the language of a charge you lodge it further in the
sucker's head!
-Well what...?
-Positive! Party of Yes! Yes to Founding Fathers' Vision!
Yes to...!
-Too highbrow! How do you smash them with Socialism
that way? I mean really smash!
-More snidely. We don't want the reporters to bring up the
frozen-ass countries like Sweden, Denmark and Norway
where it works.
-Shit! Nothing works! Aren't they broke too? Like us?
-You have a tendency to steer towards academic discussion.
It's okay to appear fair. But ram it up Dems' ass
every second!
-They'll point out that some social programs loved
by our own people.
-Insidious! Tearing the fabric of Freedom!
-Doesn't everything? Really?
-And you're not running for mayor of Copenhagen!
-Wish I was. Tivoli nice.
AFTER
-Don’t take this unkindly, but your candidate's the dumbest
bastard I've encountered in this work.
-Kind to his dogs.
-So was Hitler, but he was smart before the Jew hate
ate him from the inside out.
-Well nothing’s gonna eat our boy! We keep him simple.
-Watch out for Race: he’ll blunder.
-Hey he’s married to a Black!
-What?
-Well, deeply-tanned from Alabam. Beach bunny.
-Better bleach her up!
Labels: Party of No, Republican, socialism
Thursday, May 20, 2010
Directed Thinking
Past the generally minor elections
I must work to garner mere facts
from the hysteria of interpretation.
Somehow an Indiana podunk tests
pivotal to the tragedy of Dems or GOP!
A place where cows,
and morons,
contribute methane.
Labels: elelection, interpretation, journalism, opinion journalism
Wednesday, May 19, 2010
Triumph of the Idea
-First winner who is wholly our guy!
-So he says and I do in part believe him.
-Just in part? I didn’t work and contribute for “in part.”
-Ever see a World War Two propaganda film? Everything peachy and all the actors sparkled.
-We won didn’t we, then and now?
-Uh huh. Back then all the noble ideas returned to
business as usual.
-Are you implying...?
-Now that he’s in office, they’ll be leaning on him
from everywhere.
-To be expected, but there’s a core of ideas
he stands for with us!
-His God is money, not ideas.
-Are you saying that he just said these things to...?
-That he’s lying? Not really, I think he believes what
he says when he’s saying it. On that instant that is.
-Wow! I’m high as a kite and you drag me into the mud!
Well I'm going on believing! And you’re just a cynic.
-Enjoy yourself! Be my guest! And cynic? Time always tells
if the cynic is a fool or a realist.
-I’m betting fool!
-Let’s talk when the rosy glow wears off. Might be
differences with him that’ll have to be compromised.
-No compromise! Period!
-As you wish.
-First winner who is wholly our guy!
-So he says and I do in part believe him.
-Just in part? I didn’t work and contribute for “in part.”
-Ever see a World War Two propaganda film? Everything peachy and all the actors sparkled.
-We won didn’t we, then and now?
-Uh huh. Back then all the noble ideas returned to
business as usual.
-Are you implying...?
-Now that he’s in office, they’ll be leaning on him
from everywhere.
-To be expected, but there’s a core of ideas
he stands for with us!
-His God is money, not ideas.
-Are you saying that he just said these things to...?
-That he’s lying? Not really, I think he believes what
he says when he’s saying it. On that instant that is.
-Wow! I’m high as a kite and you drag me into the mud!
Well I'm going on believing! And you’re just a cynic.
-Enjoy yourself! Be my guest! And cynic? Time always tells
if the cynic is a fool or a realist.
-I’m betting fool!
-Let’s talk when the rosy glow wears off. Might be
differences with him that’ll have to be compromised.
-No compromise! Period!
-As you wish.
Labels: cynicism, idealogue, political victory, realsm
Tuesday, May 18, 2010
Street Telling
A leak! We're no better than politicians. But let me set the stage
here: blackest week in the general plunge. Everything in the toilet,
so we had a party! And, understandably, some satire emerged.
And, yes, we did perform the now-famous Fuck the Widows
and Orphans Dance. But only after mega gallons of booze.
Anyway, I fell down in the general hilarity but others soldiered on,
our latent homos even trying to give it some artistry.
But, don't worry, no females, so no sweet vacancies offended.
Well, the waitresses, but they don't count.
Labels: Wall Street, Widows and Orphans
Monday, May 17, 2010
Welcome to Arizona USA
“One woman named Alma Chacón
gave birth while shackled
with a 12-foot long chain.
She wasn't able to hold
her baby for 70 days until
she was finally released.”*
*Christine Ahn and Linda Burnham,
Foreign Policy in Focus (FPIF) Arizona Rising
“One woman named Alma Chacón
gave birth while shackled
with a 12-foot long chain.
She wasn't able to hold
her baby for 70 days until
she was finally released.”*
*Christine Ahn and Linda Burnham,
Foreign Policy in Focus (FPIF) Arizona Rising
Labels: Arizona, immigration
Sunday, May 16, 2010
Strategies
Ceaseless hurts.
In rare instances
genuine.
But always
torrential.
Therefore you avoid,
seeking spaces free
of very probable
insanity.
When trapped, try-
ing the curt Hi,
must run!
The paranoid seething
tunes, you dance on
all occasions
away.
Ceaseless hurts.
In rare instances
genuine.
But always
torrential.
Therefore you avoid,
seeking spaces free
of very probable
insanity.
When trapped, try-
ing the curt Hi,
must run!
The paranoid seething
tunes, you dance on
all occasions
away.
Labels: paranoid
Saturday, May 15, 2010
The Odd Family
Growing up in the place of
drenching guilt and dried blood,
H refused to read the scrawls
on walls, so was judged
simple. When Mrs H entered
she proved of that spirit.
The little H's, too, came to be
laughter and bubble. We waited
for divine retribution
but it never arrived.
Labels: guilt
Friday, May 14, 2010
Two Attitudes
EUROPEAN CITIZEN
Why remain here if no advantage? Charm and culture will sustain,
but only after health and decency. I expect social benefits and realize
they're expensive and we all of us must pay.
AMERICAN BILLIONAIRE
Butt out, Nanny! Oh there are rare instances when your massive cash
needed by me to avert disaster for everyone.
So, privatize gain and socialize loss, yeah! I love it!
In any case, it's advantageous for all to help out, as it is for me to pay
little or no tax.
As a general rule, though, GIVE ME ELBOW ROOM AND GET THE HELL
OUT OF THE WAY!
As to day-to-day enigmas, well the weak sisters will always be with us.
Much as I enjoy their begging the government, preferably in English,
they're best handled by the those tireless do-gooders in churches.
Amen. And fuck you!
EUROPEAN CITIZEN
Why remain here if no advantage? Charm and culture will sustain,
but only after health and decency. I expect social benefits and realize
they're expensive and we all of us must pay.
AMERICAN BILLIONAIRE
Butt out, Nanny! Oh there are rare instances when your massive cash
needed by me to avert disaster for everyone.
So, privatize gain and socialize loss, yeah! I love it!
In any case, it's advantageous for all to help out, as it is for me to pay
little or no tax.
As a general rule, though, GIVE ME ELBOW ROOM AND GET THE HELL
OUT OF THE WAY!
As to day-to-day enigmas, well the weak sisters will always be with us.
Much as I enjoy their begging the government, preferably in English,
they're best handled by the those tireless do-gooders in churches.
Amen. And fuck you!
Labels: Annals of Capitalism, socialism
Thursday, May 13, 2010
Message From a Nation Tragically Short of Moats
Conservatives have jettisoned leaders
who had government clean their moats.
Well and good, I say, but they must
be weeded out and made presentable,
the moats that is. No matter who or
what pays. But the true patriot cleans
his own, of course, hiring those then
instructed in appreciating heritage, &
at adequate rates. Noblesse Oblige.
Labels: Conservative, moats
Wednesday, May 12, 2010
Without Parallel
Conservative Brits moderate-
ly happy to be at 10 Downing
again. But forced to deal with
minor party to rule. True nit-
wits here seeing exact parallels to
Republicans and Democrats now
fight ignorantly on the plain,
cyber that is. Experts, though, claim
Conservatives closer to temperate
Dems. And Labor simply off our chart.
At any rate, loads of do-nothings
not brought aboard as venerable
Civil Service runs things, regardless,
knowing the levers forever and where
the bodies have been buried, properly.
Labels: British election, Civil Service, Conservative, Labor
Tuesday, May 11, 2010
Starbucks “Fiery Red Head” Mug
Most I remember are like pale
Eddie Poe heroines receding
weakly into dank light, just
steps from mausoleums.
But that red hair a-
gainst whitest skin
trips your breath!
Most I remember are like pale
Eddie Poe heroines receding
weakly into dank light, just
steps from mausoleums.
But that red hair a-
gainst whitest skin
trips your breath!
Labels: Poe, redhead, Starbucks
Monday, May 10, 2010
Fear and Ballast
In the most sensational development ever in American Politics,
The President, his staff, cabinet, and all Democrats in Congress
admitted they are Communists.
Fox News thereupon ceased broadcasting.
“Our work is done here!” explained Roger Ailes.
In the most sensational development ever in American Politics,
The President, his staff, cabinet, and all Democrats in Congress
admitted they are Communists.
Fox News thereupon ceased broadcasting.
“Our work is done here!” explained Roger Ailes.
Sunday, May 09, 2010
Jokes (w/notes)
A horse walks into a bar.
Bartender asks, "Why the long face?"
My meticulous and exhaustive analysis: funny!
Why? Read Freud on wit and humor to fry your brain as ef-
ficiently as Don Quixote's on bushwah knightly romance.
My father to brother and me. No circus this year. Elephant
shit in the coffee pot and they couldn't find the grounds.
Now THAT is American Humor: verbal, surreal, and scatological.
A horse walks into a bar.
Bartender asks, "Why the long face?"
My meticulous and exhaustive analysis: funny!
Why? Read Freud on wit and humor to fry your brain as ef-
ficiently as Don Quixote's on bushwah knightly romance.
My father to brother and me. No circus this year. Elephant
shit in the coffee pot and they couldn't find the grounds.
Now THAT is American Humor: verbal, surreal, and scatological.
Labels: Don Quixote, Freud, humor, joke, scholarship
Saturday, May 08, 2010
Wrung
To be right,
completely,
doubtlessly,
closed case in
your face is
to be wrong.
Labels: right and wrong
Friday, May 07, 2010
How Wall Street Works
-You have a stake in your house, naturally, so you take out
fire insurance. I have none but I take out fire insurance too.
On your house!
-You’re betting it burns down!
-Precisely. Just a side bet, nothing meant by it. A flyer.
A long shot.
-Unless you help it burn in some way.
-I'm not an arsonist!
-Yeah, but what if fire department passing out brochures:
Ten Ways to Prevent Home Fires ? Pretty young woman rookie. Wife invites in for cookies and tea and you say,
"Hey I'm going over there in a little while. I'll give him the brochure.” Knowing you're going to trash it.
-That's so vague, small, and amateur. I should be able to come up with something heftier.
-But legal?
-Just.
-You have a stake in your house, naturally, so you take out
fire insurance. I have none but I take out fire insurance too.
On your house!
-You’re betting it burns down!
-Precisely. Just a side bet, nothing meant by it. A flyer.
A long shot.
-Unless you help it burn in some way.
-I'm not an arsonist!
-Yeah, but what if fire department passing out brochures:
Ten Ways to Prevent Home Fires ? Pretty young woman rookie. Wife invites in for cookies and tea and you say,
"Hey I'm going over there in a little while. I'll give him the brochure.” Knowing you're going to trash it.
-That's so vague, small, and amateur. I should be able to come up with something heftier.
-But legal?
-Just.
Labels: How Wall Street Works
Thursday, May 06, 2010
Variation on Murphy’s Law
Can’t fail, will.
Hold in yr
bashed heart, it.
& believe nothing.
Nothing!
Labels: Murphy’s Law, oil spill
Wednesday, May 05, 2010
Preferences
-Got my computer opening with sports photos.
-No more oil-soaked birds?
-Nor from elsewhere, bug-eyed kid starving on a pile of steaming shit.
-Easy solution: Eat the shit. Preparation for adult life.
-Surprised you don't want to sell the father a shovel.
With instructions.
-Got me there. I’m too dense for your rapier wit...
oh now I get it! On the model of give a man a fish...
but teach him HOW to fish and he...!
-More baloney.
-Boss! Savage their ideas not ours.
-All ideas got me sick to my stomach.
-Watch ballgame. What it's for. But come back! We need you!
-Got my computer opening with sports photos.
-No more oil-soaked birds?
-Nor from elsewhere, bug-eyed kid starving on a pile of steaming shit.
-Easy solution: Eat the shit. Preparation for adult life.
-Surprised you don't want to sell the father a shovel.
With instructions.
-Got me there. I’m too dense for your rapier wit...
oh now I get it! On the model of give a man a fish...
but teach him HOW to fish and he...!
-More baloney.
-Boss! Savage their ideas not ours.
-All ideas got me sick to my stomach.
-Watch ballgame. What it's for. But come back! We need you!
Labels: idea fatigue, oil spill, Right Wing, starvation
Tuesday, May 04, 2010
Energy Executives
-Image kills.
-Oil ever-spreading.
-And now the fishermen bleat at meetings.
-Norman Rockwell with a Cajun accent.
-Soon the piles of dead fishies and birdie-wirdies. Oh my!
-Hey! Fish, birds, miners. Costs of doing business.
-Spoken like a greedy Capitalist pig!
-Too much talk of systems. We could be Communists
working our magic for The State, principle still holds:
John Q is to be fucked up the shit chute for his own good.
-And deep down in his shallow soul he knows it!
-That’s the beauty part.
-And there’s beauty in everything.
-Ah the aesthetic of oil!
-Do I glimpse a manly tear, Lochinvar?
-Image kills.
-Oil ever-spreading.
-And now the fishermen bleat at meetings.
-Norman Rockwell with a Cajun accent.
-Soon the piles of dead fishies and birdie-wirdies. Oh my!
-Hey! Fish, birds, miners. Costs of doing business.
-Spoken like a greedy Capitalist pig!
-Too much talk of systems. We could be Communists
working our magic for The State, principle still holds:
John Q is to be fucked up the shit chute for his own good.
-And deep down in his shallow soul he knows it!
-That’s the beauty part.
-And there’s beauty in everything.
-Ah the aesthetic of oil!
-Do I glimpse a manly tear, Lochinvar?
Monday, May 03, 2010
Governor, Adviser
-Don’t sign this bill! We'll be a laughingstock nationally!
-Our core is frothing at the mouth for it.
-And a great many can't walk without their knuckles
dragging on the ground.
-Some are pretty enough. All are beaucoup furious.
-Call in the leaders and craft a compromise.
-Ask them to withdraw it so I don’t have to veto?
-Let's stay in civilization. A tenuous hold at best.
-They won't. It's suicide.
-I'm still hoping they can...and you...still possible to...
-Nonsense! I'm boxed in.
-There'll be boycotts, parades. Demonstrations!
Maybe even more anger than even now!
-I’m forced to embrace our maniacs. I'm signing it.
-And may God have mercy...
-God stays out of politics.
-And Satan laughs his ass off.
-Don’t sign this bill! We'll be a laughingstock nationally!
-Our core is frothing at the mouth for it.
-And a great many can't walk without their knuckles
dragging on the ground.
-Some are pretty enough. All are beaucoup furious.
-Call in the leaders and craft a compromise.
-Ask them to withdraw it so I don’t have to veto?
-Let's stay in civilization. A tenuous hold at best.
-They won't. It's suicide.
-I'm still hoping they can...and you...still possible to...
-Nonsense! I'm boxed in.
-There'll be boycotts, parades. Demonstrations!
Maybe even more anger than even now!
-I’m forced to embrace our maniacs. I'm signing it.
-And may God have mercy...
-God stays out of politics.
-And Satan laughs his ass off.
Labels: immigration
Sunday, May 02, 2010
A Novel in 10 Lines
Why does a middle-aged woman explode
in bitter tears at a lighthearted event?
Several reasons, but one remembers
the boy who loved her so true.
Husband consternates anew
as children wonder, but she’ll suck it up
and even lead a joyful song. Which
is what to do so far away from
her Red River Valley, its
flowers. Its flowers.
Labels: regret
Saturday, May 01, 2010
At the Big Box
-Where's the advertised one?
-Just as good, with the added feature of actually working.
-Where's it made?
-Need you ask? Built in Communist China by Capitalist slaves.
-And you want me to be complicit?
-We couldn't do it without you.
-Without sarcasm anyway.
-Coping mechanism.
-Mine's to buy endless shit.
-Building the nation!
-Yeah, China.
-Where's the advertised one?
-Just as good, with the added feature of actually working.
-Where's it made?
-Need you ask? Built in Communist China by Capitalist slaves.
-And you want me to be complicit?
-We couldn't do it without you.
-Without sarcasm anyway.
-Coping mechanism.
-Mine's to buy endless shit.
-Building the nation!
-Yeah, China.
Labels: big box store, China, manufacturing
