Johanna Faust, a mixed race Jew, prefers to publish pseudonymously. She is committed: first, to preventing war, ecological disaster, and nuclear apocalypse; last to not only fighting for personal privacy & the freedom of information, but, by representing herself as a soldier in that fight, to exhorting others to do the same. She is a poet, always. All these efforts find representation here: "ah, Mephistophelis" is so named after the last line of Christopher Marlowe's Dr. Faustus, whose heretical success flouted the censor for a time.

What If The Nuclear Industry Stopped Lying?

What if they warned us before the slightest environmental impact?  Looked after us?  Were patient with us as we faced our fears?  Actually attempted to prevent, predict, monitor, and mitigate the situations into which it has allowed (luresd?  blackmailed?) all mankind?  What if it realized what an ongoing bad idea it was and got out?


Would we believe them is an understatement.

Also see this poem, if you are so inclined:

a poem 
for those who follow the news, 
in which the triumph 
of Goodness 
is assumed.

Be seeing you.

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