Friday, March 23, 2018

No. 297: Ghost Writers In The White House

(with apologies to Stan Jones and Glen Campbell, Roy Clark and Johnny Cash)



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The president woke up early on a dark and gloomy morn.
Reaching for his phone, he tweeted out a storm,
“There never was collusion and why would it be so bad
to cooperate with Russia and with my old pal Vlad?”

His tiny thumbs on fire, misspellings filled the screen,
fretful and frustrated he vented angry spleen.
A bolt of fear went through him as he pondered what might come
if Mueller flipped Don Jr. and the boy stopped being dumb.

Putin I owe, Putin I pay!
Bob Mueller go away.

He rose from bed, his bathrobe soaked with Diet Coke and sweat.
“They're all coming after me but they ain't caught me yet”,
he mumbled as he fumbled with his hair spray and his comb,
“It's not my fault anyway,” as from his mouth spilled foam.

He switched on fifty TVs to watch fifty shades of FOX,
“Mueller thinks he's got me, but I'm not in a box
I'll start a war and bomb Warsaw, Korea and Iran.
They'll never take me down, Donald Trump I am.”

Putin I owe, Putin I pay!
Bob Mueller go away
Putin I owe, Putin I pay!
Bob Mueller go away.

Thursday, March 22, 2018

No. 296: The Lovesong Of Donald J. Trump

(with apologies to T. S. Eliot and Dante Alighieri)

S'io credesse che mia risposta fosse
A persona che mai tornasse al mondo,
Questa fiamma staria senza piu scosse.
Ma penciocche gammai di questo fondo
Non torno viva alcun, s'i'odo il vero,
Senza tema d'infamia ti rispondo*

When I see Vlad P.
it makes me think
what would it be like
if we met for a drink?
Though I don't drink,
I have to say
looking at Vlad,
I wish I was gay.
He seems so strong,
so self-possessed.
Could I rest my head
on his manly chest?
Then with my head
lying peacefully there,
would he run his hands
through what's left of my hair?

Would it disturb the universe
if Vlad played doctor
while I played his nurse?
I have, as you know,
been with” a porn star,
but oh how I long
to “be with” the Tsar.
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*If I thought that my reply were given to anyone who might return to the world, this flame would stand forever still; but since never from this deep place has anyone returned alive, if what I hear is true, without fear of infamy I answer thee.  Inferno

Wednesday, March 21, 2018

No. 295.1: EXTRA! From The Trump Family Archives (DO NOT DISCLOSE)

     As a real estate executive and reality TV star, Donald J. Trump tightly controlled his image by insisting that everyone around him sign nondisclosure agreements. . .
     A few months into his presidency, Mr. Trump. . .ordered Reince Priebus, then his chief of staff, to do the same thing in the West Wing.
     The nondisclosure agreement, presented by Mr. Priebus to the senior staff last April. . .was an early indication that Mr. Trump, who spent decades using pressure tactics and secrecy in his private life, wanted to do the same thing at the White House. . . .
[updated 3/21/2018, 7:11 pm]

No. 295: A Brief History Of Evil

Can you conceive of
of an evil amœba,
a diaphanous, single-cell floater?
Unlike paramecia,
they are without cilia:
they cannot glide
across a glass slide 
as they die
for our merriment
in a junior high  
science experiment.

Our ancestral Cro Magnon
proved an unfit companion
for the European Neanderthal.
Invading their homeland
he promptly disowned them.
Evidently they couldn't play “hardball”.

Y'all'll recall
what goodoleboy Saul
did unto the Amalekites*?
(Now, I ain't sayin' Team A
wudda treated Team J
any better if things
went the other way. . . .
What I am sayin' is
from time primeval,
in times tough or easy
humans is evil.)

Were there evil dinosaurs?
Are there now evil wolves?
Was anything evil before ourselves?
Actually, there's not much to discuss.
If evil exists, it's because of us.
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*Please see 1 Samuel 15:3

Tuesday, March 20, 2018

No. 294.1: EXTRA! A Limited Time Opportunity

WaPo: Star GOP attorney Theodore B. Olson declines offer to join Trump legal team (Paywall)



 (Paywall)

Oh Donnie, oh Donnie
why can't you see
it's nearing time
to cop a plea.
Resign in disgrace
leaving God's servant,
Pence, in your place.
Here is the deal,
no need ot appeal:
Pence will go on
to grant your pardon.
If you think this unfair
it is much less crueler
than leaving you to
the mercy of Mueller
who in unearthing
the depth of your crime
has got you looking at
years of hard time.
Yes, “Club Fed” would
treat you gently
but it is a penitentiary.
I hear from a source,
there is no golf course.
No gilded suites,
no banging hot honeys
between golden sheets.
Furthermore — THIS IS NOT A JOKE! —
there's NO BUTTON to summon
unending Big Macs and Diet Cokes,
let alone a button for when you're
in the mood for a nuclear war.
Don't look at it as though
you've been defeated.
While you can, GO!
This offer may not be repeated.


No. 294: Building Wall

What's a wall for?
Well, that depends.
When in between
neighbors and friends,
a wall defines the property line:
that side is yours,
this side is mine.

But, when politics tends autocratic,
the role of a wall gets more dramatic.
Walls then become the perfect spot
for lining up enemies and having them shot.

Monday, March 19, 2018

No. 293: Donnie's Song

(with apologies to William M Backer / Roger F. Cook / Roquel Davis / Roger Greenaway)

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I'd like to be the U.S. king
and rule by pure decree
I would do just as I please
and do spectacularly
First of all I'd build my wall
and lock up Hillary
I'd go to Mars and date porn stars
with impunity
I'd like to see Bob Mueller try
to pin my crimes me
I'd have him shot there on the spot
just like Vlad and Xi
(That's the king I'd be)
I'd tell the pope that he's a dope
you bet, yessiree.
Ban immigrants and their infants
and end democracy

Sunday, March 18, 2018

No. 292.3: EXTRA! Cousin Marriage? Do Not Disparage

     The humanzee is both scientifically possible and morally defensible.
     It is a bit of a stretch, but by no means impossible or even unlikely that a hybrid or a chimera combining a human being and a chimpanzee could be produced in a laboratory.
     If that prospect isn’t shocking enough, here is an even more controversial suggestion: Doing so would be a terrific idea.

Many consider this reprehensible,
but “The humanzee is. . .
scientifically possible 
and morally defensible.”
Though this may 
strike some as absurd,
we could call the result 
Donald J. Trump III.
(This would not be 
the only time where
someone named Trump 
had funny hair.)

Don't be put off and think this harebrained,
if you click the link you'll see Putin explained*.
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*During the 1920s, a Russian biologist with the marvelously Slavic name Ilya Ivanovich Ivanov appears to have made the first serious, scientifically informed efforts to create a genetic hybrid between chimpanzees and human beings. . . .it was Ivanov who made the most serious efforts at combining human and nonhuman apes.


No. 292.2: EXTRA! Jared's Signature Moves; Kushner Ain't Kosher


    While none of the documents during a three-year period when Kushner was chief executive bore his signature, they provide a window into the ethics of the empire he ran before he became one of the most trusted presidential advisers.
     Housing Rights Initiative found the Kushner Companies filed at least 80 false applications for construction permits in 34 buildings across New York City from 2013 to 2016, all indicating there were no rent-regulated tenants. Tax documents show there were more than 300 rent-regulated units. Nearly all the permit applications were signed by a Kushner employee, sometimes the chief operating officer.

All I have to say
(I agree it's abhorrent)
but you won't find Adolf's sig (heil?) either
on any — let's call them —  Third Reich warrant.