№ 537: Down With Lazy Fare

Hating whole classes in all ways surpasses

finding each individual's flaws.

If we only see masses

it's just BECAUSE

we lack the insight to otherwise

figure out why and who we despise.

We could make an effort —
though we have a plateful —
to discover why those
NOT US are hateful.
But we would rather scream then transcend;
hating makes us feel great again.

№ 536: Beyond Belief

Christians believe in a Magic Sky Daddy.

The idea seems really unreal.

This thing that needs to be constantly worshiped?

I mean. . .what's the appeal?

Other beliefs I have to confess,

more or less, are also a mess.

Whether one, no or multiple Gods

we all act the same. What are the odds?

№ 535: TRUST! Do NOT Verify (or why would Vlad lie?)

Our Oval Orifice “Emergency Room” clearly portends impending doom. Taking Vlad’s word over of U.S. intel? Does ANYONE think this can end well? How far, Ye Gods!, can America slump under this train wreck named Donald Trump? I'd say, “Enough! It's finished. Amen! Let's Make America British Again!” except for cliff toward which Brits are headin' with their idiotic Brexit-ageddon.

№ 534: The Tale Of The Male

We will, we say, “conquer” space.

Someday.

Though in space there is no one to kill.

In days of old, we conquered for gold,

but killing's a much bigger thrill.

Even at home, we can't leave things alone,

we wander over the hill.

We go to visit and if it's exquisite. . .

well, you know the drill.

It is not just “conquer we must”,

nor is it ALL rape and pillage.

Spreading our genes — effectively! — means. . .

well, it takes more than a village.

HISTORY and DESTINY —

what we preach and teach our young nippers —

are overwrought and ought henceforth be thought of

as just names for porn stars and strippers.

№ 533: Fact To The Future?

To celebrate the last Presidents' Day, The Daily Doggerel rented Doc Brown’s DeLorean for a trip to the year 2050. As it turns out, 2050 is not so very different from today. Hotter, of course. Florida and all the world’s coasts are under water. World population is estimated to be about one billion. (Hard to get a handle on that sort of thing since there are no longer any governments, though someone claiming to be a reincarnation of Mel Gibson is rumored to be working to restore order.) However, we were able to access Wikipedia which, strangely, has been rewritten in rhyme. (Something we started?) The following is Wikipedia’s summary of their article on Donald Trump.

Donald Trump was an Ivy League GENIUS,

he went to Wharton at Penn

which he chose over Harvard or Dartmouth,

Cornell, Columbia, Brown, Princeton, Yale when

he picked a college to teach him the knowledge

which, of course, he already knew

of how to succeed (spoilers: it’s greed

and cheating as Daddy Fred Trump taught him to).

Daddy Fred taught Donald to lie and to rob,

but his post-grad instruction was Roy Cohn’s job.

Roy Cohn, Esq., his adult mentor,

showed him the back door to power,

decades before he married Ivanka

whom he entombed in his tawdry tower.

Roy taught him to fight until he prevailed,

before dying of AIDS and thereby failed

to live to see his protégé nailed

by Robert Mueller, impeached and enjailed.