Romney Trump Cage Match
This fight has been on the side burner for a while.
The way the stove controls were designed, NOBODY
is really sure if that burner is switched on at all.
Everybody knows there is MASSIVE HEAT.
Nobody expects a BLACK to even be nominated
for Grand Dragon of the Ku Klux Klan.
Can we, as Americans, just agree on that?
“Can’t we all just get along?”
Apparently not.
Trump took the first punch, but it was so many years ago
that all he remembers is cracking two Mormon ribs.
Romney struck back by acting like another rich guy was
mostly above rebuke. These days the rebuke flows
like flu snot.
How is the Donald to respond?
More Brown Shirts at every event?
More repetitions of his favorite adjectives?
Mundane acknowledgement of prior violence?
Smell of steak in passageways?
Maybe we have been convinced to
ask for something we never did deserve.
Maybe we could vote against hate.
2015
Congratulations all you assholes
who didn’t vote in last year’s election.
I don’t like it, but maybe things will be better.
Ha! Like Hell. You stupid assholes.
Watch the ICE MELT you stupid assholes.
Kill the ISIL, that’s fine, that’s good.
Kill the EARTH, and I’ve had enough of you
stupid motherfuckers. Smile.
Stupid is as stupid does.
Stupid follows money,
you amoral assholes.
John Boehner Take Your Meds
Dear John Boehner, please drop Acid.
Please take a relatively tall dose.
Please take LSD, because your brain
is shut tighter than submarine hatches.
You need not take a massive dose,
just enough to unlatch the doors
inside your head… Just enough…
to let the dogs out.
Please John Boehner, take some LSD,
voluntarily, because you know it’s
the right thing.
Mister Speaker, I know you meet all kinds…
in the solemn business of shoveling frogs
into a wheel barrow. I know the barrow
is smaller than you’d like, but it still
yawns there, empty, waiting.
You could be shoveling frogs right now. Today
you could break the impasse by simply allowing
a few brave frogs to hop over your shoulders.
Sir Boehner, I want you to willingly take LSD, and
I mean enough to make the doors of perception
inside your head swing wide like the doors of
a saloon in the Hayes administration.
Perhaps a hit of Acid would make you see
the World more clearly, and your place in it.
And that your place in the World is more
significant than the place of
Senator Whatshisface.
Perhaps a tall dose of LSD would help you
to find at least one of your balls, lost deep
in the couch, covered in dust and hair…
To find at least one of your balls and shove it
in the T.E.A. Party’s mouth.
Knights
Many years ago, around a table in Europe,
someone was heard to have said,
“In the future, it could be possible to do what
we are doing…
in tactical operations.”
A reply soon followed,
‘The Agent must have a short effective life.’
The restatement,
“We were both near Ypres, it would have to be
a small amount…”
‘Nothing too destructive…’
good vibes
Dearest America,
Please save the people
who have bad vibes,
they are freaking,
shoulder to shoulder,
way the fuck out.
Somebody better say
something…
or nothing will happen.
Nothing will ever happen.
America bar me from the sea,
and shelter me from the sky,
I have nowhere else to go.
I cannot rewind History,
it gets pixelated and fuzzy,.. …..
but I seem to remember
we agreed pollution was a
bad idea in all venues,
especially where
there
were kids.
High Priority Distractions
It must be important
to make enough money
to buy all the stuff that you think
will make you relevant.
But you might be wondering
exactly what that stuff is…
it is a liquid powder,
you can smoke it,
lightly snort it
or smear it
anywhere.
That’s all pretty convenient.
The Atmosphere will remain
mostly invisible…………
unremarkable really,
except for those surreal sunset hues.
If you happen to be living in some places,
a day lasts a day and a half.
Somehow that works out to something just
barely North of 367 days a year.
You giant Corporations have made Earth
very sluggish,…very slow.
Union Blue
All of you cherished fellow humans
shall be under orders
to recycle, recycling is the law.
The orders are here in camp.
The orders are here.
Our species is completely
out of control.
Everybody acts like everything is OK.
The right to pollute is given freely
to multinational corporations,
while the right to vote is robbed
from the powerless masses.
Fellow humans, the
orders are here.
The Land
Statistically, every day I wake up
somewhere near the surface
of the Earth, even so,
myself and several others
have made horrible
decisions.
The wheelbarrow that broke your back
was only slightly out of spec;
there is reasonable doubt
as to your career ending injury.
You, Ms. Citizen, may be here
to talk about policy,but we,
your elected representatives,
will ignore the Vox Populi.
We hear your Corn Flakes
every single day. Rice puffs
are even louder…
Empathy
In social situations, it is beneficial to mind one’s manners.
Always mind your manners, or you may be called a fucking punk.
You may haven’t the time to defend yourself…
it all happens so fast.
Many other human beings were Americans before a bunch
of idiots
…
tried to eradicate delicious buffalo before
forcing tribes into dice molds.
Ask me.
Them, whole hog, are sucking up to corporate rats.
Rats who care nothing about your personal well being.
The Ship may turn, but you shall not feel it.
You are on the bridge.
Zombie Dragons
They fly with dead wings:
every beat belongs
to a heart that only
beats after sundown.
The disappearance of
respect for mutual actual
humanity is largely ignored.
Ifn U hapn 2 liv N th Valley,
U havit maid.
Evvvvy-boddy is creating
their own place
in the hellscape.
It’s crispy.
It’s fried
that way.
The Zombiddragoun lives
in the void. The space left
by Fracking, Suctioning, and
Restabilization…
the Restabilization that nobody
in America will ever forget.
The “Restabilization” that sent
all of us
deep into
the Earth.
Northeast Texas, get ready for
Florida sized sinkholes,
many more eartthquakes,
and maybe volcanoes.
Gas Frackers,
You’re stuffing the crust of the Earth
with thoroughly toxic
Fracking Fluid,
while evading
clearly established
US Code.
How much liquor was consumed
in that Cheney meeting?