Wednesday, November 26, 2008


I’m finally out of gas this morning.
I cannot write another word.
Who listen to my witless scorning
Are hardly ever even stirred.
Who’d ever think to blog his curses
In Alexander Pushkin’s verses
Should have his head examined so
They’ll see what made him suck his toe.
This writing thing’s so traumatizing
I’d gladly drown myself in booze;
Or hide away like Howard Hughes.
I’m tired of always criticizing
As our conditions here on earth
Grow more and more like Leavenworth.

Friday, November 21, 2008


As we approach the “Singularity”
Which means Obama’s swearing-in,
Will we regret his popularity?
Despite the odds that he would win,
He voted military spending
Until the ship of state’s upending;
Or thinking that he finally can
Beat down unbeat Afghanistan;
As well for trumping off-shore drilling;
More money surging to Iraq;
A bailout of the banker’s stock…
The thing that makes all this so chilling
Is when he really sparked some hope
He suckered us with rope-a-dope.
Why not begin with whom he’s hiring
To be his White House chief of staff-
Emanuel who needs rewiring
Or less caffeine and more decaff.
The man’s surcharged with irritation
As he stabs out in his vexation
At party members who must go
As traitors to Guantanamo.
This shows B.O. has no intention
Of ending the Iraqi war.
His chief of staff is so hardcore
He’d not let any sow dissension
About Iraq, Afghanistan.
Emanuel’s his triggerman.
Who think Obama’s left-of-center
Should think again and then some more.
You’ll find a sign says, “Do Not Enter”
Emanuel’s placed on the door
To his, Obama’s, Oval Office.
For Rahm Emanuel would off us
If he finds gender, class, and race
Attempting to get to first base
Impinging on his man Obama;
And even labor leaders who
Believe Obama will come through
To set things right and end their trauma
Of losing members (that’s their wish)
An outraged Rahm will say, “Go fish.”
And speaking of the left-of-center,
Joe Biden is a Democrat
Who is the perfect complementer
Of everything that is old hat.
For Biden has a reputation
For helping banks escape taxation;
And, at your risk, you’ll disregard
The Senator from Mastercard
Who authorized bankcard creditors
To keep you ever in their debt
By helping cut the safety net
Of bankruptcy. Now these predators
Are roaming free. Will it seem strange
When we’re the “ stock” in stock exchange?
And what about how B.O. voted
Renewing the Patriot Act,
A law that surely is devoted
To seeing privacy is whacked?
It gave telecommunications
Immunity for its quotations
Of everything we wrote or said.
But did The Man once hang his head
In shame at this domestic spying?
He voted cloture, offed debate
Which favored Bush, the chief of state.
If you should find this mystifying,
It shows the pols your naivete
Will never much get in their way.
And, too, there is the Wall Street crisis,
As Dems refuse to intervene
As Paulsen tries to sacrifice us?
Come on, B.O., you can come clean.
You voted to give up gazillions-
Then pared it back to hundred billions-
To bankers who were overstressed .
Why not vote them a stretch in EST?
Instead you keep on emphasizing
Republicans did it alone.
Except the Dems were in the zone
And voted for this plans devising
Including you, House, Senate leads.
You must believe we’re all jerkweeds.

And when the Court struck death in cases
In which no body lost its life,
Obama freaked and said disgrace is
When penalties of death aren’t rife.
He then denounced the Court’s decision
By heaping on it his derision
Agreeing with conservatives
But not with his God Who forgives.
Obama said he’d long supported
Expanding death for many crimes-
Which shows the man’s behind the times
When other countries think it sordid
As well his home state Illinois,
Except for Whitey’s good ole boy.
Or Lieberman, committee chairman,
Who spoke in favor of McCain
For President, “The finest airman
To be shot down. He knows the pain
Of servicemen and women fighting
To keep Iraq from reuniting,
While Barry might try some glasnost.”
For this Joe gets to keep his post
As chairman of Homeland Security?
And B.O. helped the turncoat out!
This takes the cake without a doubt.
It guarantees that change’s purity
Will be diluted with the views
Of those who have the red state blues.
And last but far from least there’s Hillary
Who is Obama’s nominee
For State if she can escapes the pillory
And can get loose and fancy free
Of husband Bill as her advisor.
She’d rather be his ostracizer.
But Bill knows how to hold his own
(Though feels it more when not alone).
But be that how it may, Obama
Will have his hands full-neocons
And other Clinton woebegones
Will put him in a freaking trauma.
The only thing that’s more inane
Would be to bring in John McCain.

I could go on and on forever-
Suffice it’s Clinton 3.0.
We voted for the Land of Never
Where people who have all the dough,
Like CEOs of corporations,
Are still in charge of operations
To keep the good old USA
The planetary beast of prey.
But it’s a stay of execution-
We want to be led by the hand
And taken into Wonderland.
But when we see that’s no solution,
We’ll give up groveling for sops
And start again and build co-ops.

Wednesday, November 12, 2008


I won’t condemn Islamic fashions
On how a woman should be dressed,
Until the Christian man refashions
The sizes to which he’s obsessed.
Till western woman’s manumitted
From how her body is outfitted,
She’ll never be free from the sense
She dresses purely to serve gents.
This Christian form of domination-
That men control a woman’s form;
That what they want should be the norm-
Is really just a degradation.
A perfect girl does not exist
Except as advertising’s grist.

Friday, November 7, 2008


Why’d John McCain let Joe the Plumber
Make speeches praising his campaign?
With Palin, you’d think dumb and dumber
Was overkill. “No pain, no gain.”
That must have been what he was thinking.
It’s either that or he was drinking;
Or maybe even taking drugs.
But either way they drove him bugs.
They cured him of irregularity-
A feat for men in his age group
Though he remained a nincompoop.
As he lives out the “singularity,”
He’ll see the White House crowd’s the same
And playing at their old shell game.


We will be an Obama nation
Which means THE MAN needs latitude
While undergoing his mutation.
That means of course that we’ll get screwed.
I say this as an admonition-
Obama is a politician
Which means he’ll do ’bout anything
To grab a hold of the brass ring.
Admittedly he was mind blowing-
When he was billed our only Hope,
A classic Ali rope-a-dope.
But watch as offices start going
To pols who always added grease
To capital and its increase.

Wednesday, November 5, 2008


Will President-Elect Obama
Play Uncle Sam to all the folk
Whose wallets suffer from the trauma
Of emptying, if not dead broke;
Or Uncle Tom to corporations
Who mainly made up his donations;
And what about the “infidels”
Locked up in isolation cells?
Will he eliminate our calling
Of pushing JUSTICE to the wall?
Why not phone in a wake-up call?
“Get off your ass. No more stonewalling.”
But don’t stop there. For so help me-
Mere voting’s never set us free.

Tuesday, November 4, 2008


Who says it’s my responsibility,
Especially if Obama wins,
To tell folks of his inability
To keep the U.S. from it’s sins-
To keep us from the blood we’re spilling;
And dry up all the oil drilling;
To make him eat the poppycock
That keeps us hunkered in Iraq?
Obama’s winning means presiding,
Once he has come into his own,
On raining fire and brimstone
On people who’ll just keep on fighting,
As once they did to Ho Chi Minh
Who thought he had a world to win.


He thought could life be any bleaker
As he made plans how he’d upbraid
His wife who was a fortune seeker
Whose plans included getting laid
By Satan. Yes, the very devil
Who’d promised madam her best revel.
The gentle man sought some constraint
And so to God he made complaint.
God listened as he curried favor;
Then said you must display desire
If you, the lady’d, reacquire.
But said it laughing up His sleeve,
Remembering Adam and Eve.

Monday, November 3, 2008


Why morons make good politicians-
At least in these United States-
Is voters’ brains lack all cognitions
On any of the finer traits
Of what it takes to guide a nation.
Religion and their education
Have stripped the voters of their wits;
Hence, we elect so many shits.
Time after time they are elected
Unless of course they first resign
Before a Leno can malign
Them in the jokes that time’s perfected.
Alas, according to our sects,
We’ll keep on voting birth defects.