Extended Eulogy For Hussein Alasdair McGaw, 5

Drugstaker, abstainer, tho’ whetherornot he was Alice
thru the teastrainer, still ringsaroundyerrunner,
naturally principled lateral linker, incisive explainer.
His mind was too needed to need to overread:
Shakespeare, Beth Chatto, Cicero and Spanish grammar,
botany books and the Big Bud Bible,
Casanova’s yarns, the Qur’an - were plenty

when damning research on neoliboral neoconfetti currency
required quickwire clickfire,
Spikeywisemonkey@thebeatingofdrums.com’s.
Technophile, ontheblinkophobe, gaunt whizzkid,
senior netizen who saw the server
as infosuperhighwavemachine for surfing a purpose.
Socialconscience his searchengine daimon labouring
over multiple laptops, on a nicaffeine clock
later than nighttime, indeed so flatoutwent
his ethical itch electric that sometimes his fag went out.
Speedscrolling concentrator raced
thru Zapatista websites, anarchists’ emails,
sponge spam from Amnesty and Oxfam, green peaceniks’
newsgroups. And tho’ it could be like bricken blows to his
brow, he furrowly browsed thru forums ‘n’ flamewars
in their thous, on a wild Google chase for 
the vitalsighs of mellowtensed resistance.

Come 3am, he’d dip into Subud chatrooms
whilst spittlespatt’ring the roach whilst snoozing upright
whilst downloading Mozart whilst perusing printouts from previous night
whilst buying bulbs and seeds, 
flowerpots, bamboopoles,
NPKpackt Mondo-Gro megamuck online (expenses which
come spring would enrich the view for the 27 busqueue 
to the right of the short front gate).

Gone 3:30am , he’d be restarting recharting where the goingrate
for an auric ingot was going - all other markets were iffy as alchemy.
Stoppage sign of a screensaver did not signify
offlining into amnest rest. No ostrich on Optrex,
ret’nal respite for fried goldbug eyes never
averted disquiet at Wall St. wallahs directed. 
He toughmindedly doted on the doomthey’vegotcoming. 
Was so goodnatured, how could he not have hated 
those despoiler suits, dapper dispossessors 
whose mean god is a green wad,
egregious unevenness what
their greed metes out to emaciated millions.
And he denunciated top dogfaces for epauletted
fat jackal factotums, in armoured mercs with WASP oiligarchs
on the slaughtobahn to the warspoilarium,
whilst their young yesMa’am mercs become IED debris. 
But he disassociated h’Islam 
from mullahs of mortars ’n’ mullahtov cocktails,
martyrs who commit shirk, worshipping jihad more than God.

And hoitytutting, professionally prissy officialdom,
and publicdom smug to be dumb and dominated,
also both a ’BAH!’ rated. But no one
profoundmouth or mousepen with midnighttoil cartridge
can upload an antivirus kibosh
on all the evil eyewash, defuse all the exploding piecharts
and explosives manuals cached in prayermats.
Nor could he logicbomb a dissimulation of Tridents,
hack into warheaded overheads,
those tenpinned tailfinned totenvogel the taxpayer’s tappedfor.
Pax prayer, his cyberstylus ’stead on the double
doubleclicked eleccheques off, not just down the LAN,
but to mothers' lands multinationals and
militias manhandled. For autochthon townships
blackmovingvanbundled, displaced 
from last bastion of pasture and pueblo, 
their homesforaeons swiped overnight,
their history handed a hike to take 
as if their stake wasn’t even metical,
for these faroff fleers, some tribes on the run,
his MIPS e-eleemosynary counted as 
cornocomputopian, tottedup to
mousepenned mountains of 24carotmeg legups
over the winkwink razorwire of the Western liars.  
.
T’hefty EFTs of support he ported overseas rebuilt refugees,
doinghisbit did in a few binarydigits, but thru acknowledging
dark data by candourlight, by cathoderaytubetunneling
attentiveness to plural plight,

what he did, it was mighty: a deft stand, stored in
th’unflinching idiosyncrasy  of a scatty sweetie. What
he sought: that others might seek what niggles unique,
but comport selfhood within sane
confines of a utilitarian and spiritual, 
survi'able worthwhileful future.