Tuesday, October 31, 2006

 
Campaign ‘06

“That’s some rack o’tits y’got there,Magdelana!” he asserted,flicking
aside his Belgium Cigarillo as Rudolpho emitted a homosexual laugh.”

-from the candidate’s Creative Writing Class,South Alabama School
of Mines


CAN WE AFFORD A PERSON RESPONSIBLE FOR SUCH SEXUAL AND
FOREIGN TRIPE ON YOUR TOWN COUNCIL?

 
Rocco’s Solution

-Grounds are there. Throw all Republicans into prison.

-You mean all Republican officials? Crooks...?

-Nah. All Republicans! They’re complicit in crimes,especially
blowing up babies in Iraq. Impossible to deny.

-Practical problems. Jails already overcrowded.

-Move out the present tenants. They become the Republicans.
Won’t miss a beat.

Monday, October 30, 2006

 
Laughing at Cole Porter

too clever by much more than half,arch.
Trying. Uncool. Roaring traffic’s boom ...
silence of my lonely room. Uh huh. Yeah.

How ‘bout “Kansas City Star,that‘s
what I are?” Country-funny,no tux.

In computer game hangover,so deep six
the Shakespeare too,or maybe just let’s say
Fuck it,man! Key in a few words. Rest is shit.

Sunday, October 29, 2006

 
Among the last

to leave from Aden,
let’s call him Governor
Sir Trevor Berkley-Trevorsham,

backed up the plane ramp,
pistol in hand. Old Bunky!
did he know his Kipling?

When you're wounded and left on Afghanistan's plains,
And the women come out to cut up what remains,
Jest roll to your rifle and blow out your brains
An' go to your Gawd like a soldier.

Brits never learn. Americans refuse.
It’s all of it an old old endless loop.

10 Invade for gelt and glory
20 Meet disaster
30 Mouth patriotism
40 Goto 10

 
Among the last

to leave from Aden,
let’s call him Trevor
Berkley-Trevorsham,

Governor,backed up
the plane ramp,
pistol in hand.

Did he also know his Kipling?

When you're wounded and left on Afghanistan's plains,
And the women come out to cut up what remains,
Jest roll to your rifle and blow out your brains
An' go to your Gawd like a soldier.


Brits never learn. Americans refuse.
It’s all of it an old old endless loop.

10 Invade for gelt and glory
20 Meet disaster
30 Mouth patriotism
40 Goto 10

 
Among the last

to leave from Aden,
let’s call him Trevor
Berkley-Trevorsham,

Governor,backed up
the plane ramp,
pistol in hand.

Did he also know his Kipling?

When you're wounded and left on Afghanistan's plains,
And the women come out to cut up what remains,
Jest roll to your rifle and blow out your brains
An' go to your Gawd like a soldier.


Brits never learn. Americans refuse.
It’s all of it an old old endless loop.

10 Invade for gelt and glory
20 Meet disaster
30 Mouth patriotism
40 Goto 10

Saturday, October 28, 2006

 
Origin of the Free Market

Even at his age was
brutal keeping up

with Professor X,es-
pecially in the jungle. Could

barely spot ole Bandy Legs
churning the bright dapples!

But we did finally unearth
the object of our search
there in a black mud hole:

a gigantic screw carved
from Monkey-Galena wood.

“The first free market!” he
crowed. More like a torture

instrument,I countered.
But...Free...Market! Has
the resonance all right.

“Especially to the suckers,”
he laughed. Hysterically,
for an academic person.

 
Origin of the Free Market

Even at his age was
brutal keeping up

with Professor X,es-
pecially in the jungle. Could

barely spot ole Bandy Legs
churning the bright dapples!

But we did finally unearth
the object of our search
there in a black mud hole:

a gigantic screw carved
from Monkey-Galena wood.

“The first free market!” he
crowed. More like a torture

instrument,I countered.
But...Free...Market! Has
the resonance all right.

“Especially to the suckers,”
he laughed. Hysterically,
for an academic person.

 
Origin of the Free Market

Even at his age was
brutal keeping up

with Professor X,es-
pecially in the jungle. Could

barely spot ole Bandy Legs
churning the bright dapples!

But we did finally unearth
the object of our search
there in a black mud hole:

a gigantic screw carved
from Monkey-Galena wood.

“The first free market!” he
crowed. More like a torture

instrument,I countered.
But...Free...Market! Has
the resonance all right.

“Especially to the suckers,”
he laughed. Hysterically,
for an academic person.

 
Origin of the Free Market

Even at his age was
brutal keeping up

with Professor X,es-
pecially in the jungle. Could

barely spot ole Bandy Legs
churning the bright dapples!

But we did finally unearth
the object of our search
there in a black mud hole:

a gigantic screw carved
from Monkey-Galena wood.

“The first free market!” he
crowed. More like a torture

instrument,I countered.
But...Free...Market! Has
the resonance all right.

“Especially to the suckers,”
he laughed. Hysterically,
for an academic person.

Friday, October 27, 2006

 
Republican Economic Guidelines

1) Give already wealthy people money.

2) Fu...well,better,though varied physical
shortcomings,of course,but do encourage
middle class people in the technique
of fucking themselves.

3) As to the poor? Who?

Thursday, October 26, 2006

 
The Rafts

-What Do You Mean By Reform?

-Why we shove their raft of scoundrels out
and ours in.

-That’s what they’ll mean by it in a few years.

-So it goes.

Wednesday, October 25, 2006

 
Brain Drain,Iraq

BA might get you professorship.
Even occupying the fleeing

old man’s office,flanked by
busts of Zuhayr and Zola. In

hospital,fellow could be
Head of Gynecology,amazed
at what he’s seeing.

Tuesday, October 24, 2006

 
Georgie,and Dick’s Neos

You have lied us,serially,
into unrelenting disaster.

Pandora’s box being truly
a minimalist image.

Trot out your newest
option of despair.

Monday, October 23, 2006

 
Cold War Academic Dialog


I never interfere with your hiring decisions,but this is
an odd one.

How so? Two PhDs? I guess he can handle Intro Lit.

Talks funny.

Czech. Took off when Communists seized power.

Anti-Red? Board’ll love that!

One degree in Comparative Literature. We don’t have
anybody similar.

What is that exactly?

In his case,he’s expert in Modern French and German writing.
And,putting the head on your Pearl Beer!—conversant in the poetry
of the Arabic Mediaeval poet,Zuhayr.

Hot shit! But this is Texas. Wanna give farm boys and girls airs?

Yes!

Sunday, October 22, 2006

 
Art Buddies

in it for the fatal
purity,always

to that at any rate.
What the hell else?

Saturday, October 21, 2006

 
Add To the No-Fly List

“Married the x girl about...
Oh God! It was when y
graduated from college.

Oh my God! Couldn’t be
that long ago. No way!”

The years do that.
Several times

I’ve spoken to them
about it.

Friday, October 20, 2006

 
2/3 of Republicans still favor Iraq War

I guess ½ of that’s...well I don’t know
why or how they figure, a mystery. May-
be traditionalists elbowing conscience.

Now the other ½, core constituents, aka
Christian Murderers.

Thursday, October 19, 2006

 
Dad Was Told By Mother

I’ve watched one Congressman.
Know his district well,suburbs
and rough urban slums. Men

and women gentle as old widows,
and cutthroats and graduate

jailbirds. He came in raw,
awkward. Acquired knowledge
and polish–that is

became a pretty good
leader and legislator,quite
a plus for constituents--

as he stuffed his pockets
in the various clever ways
of many of his fellows.

Can’t we have one
without the other?

Or do you learn
from each area

what is necessary
to improve in both?

Wednesday, October 18, 2006

 
“Quote that to the board and no one else!”


-Chinese say labor can organize our factory there.

-Oh?

-Yeah,collective bargaining on wages,vacations and all
the rest. The whole nine yards!

-I’ll take care of it.

-The Board is nervous.

-Let me tell you something! We’ll fuck the slant-eyes
the same way we fucked the blue and brown eyes. You got it?
Now quote that to...

Tuesday, October 17, 2006

 
The Virtual Candidate

Stayed with me last week. The real man remained in Washington,
but this robot answered questions quite effectively. On taxation
he was profound,really,as opposed to the inane candidate.

I was taken aback,though,by his question to me.

“Is there a room where I can go jerk off?”

“You mean virtually jerk off?”

“Whatever. A real room where I can virtually jerk off?”

“This...is difficult culturally. Very upsetting,” I shook my head.

“Hard for me. All of us. We’re pioneers here.”

Monday, October 16, 2006

 
Operative


Looks like they’ll run a woman.

So what?

What’ll we hit them with then?

All women are asshole ditherers. The ones who aren’t are whores.

How about Mothers?

Old-fashioned Moms,only,I make an exception.

And you expect to win with...?

Of course. It’s how it’s dressed.

Sunday, October 15, 2006

 
Thick Blood


Your uncles are holding a farting contest.

Oh my God this family! And I’m giving my life for art!

Well don’t go out there,Missy. The fumes’ll cut your
ambition short.

Saturday, October 14, 2006

 
Apostrophe to Sea Cow

Back glows in the fog.
O the hue Manatee!

Friday, October 13, 2006

 
CNN MSNBS CBS FOX-RNC – MIDDAY SCHEDULE

The crowd held its breath,
Hoping that death
Would brighten an otherwise dull afternoon. -Tom Lehrer

Thursday, October 12, 2006

 
The Final Solution,Revised–a dialog of some significance


Now we can kill everyone in the world?

With the laser and microwave weapons recently added,yes.

Including ourselves?

Well...?

No! I’d like that! Gottademerungbung or what ever that German...?

Wagner. Götterdämmerung.

VOG-nurrrr. Yeah. What an asshole!

Twilight of the Gods.

Leave it there. I love poetry. Opera? Thank God we’ll finish
that off too!

 
The Final Solution,Revised–a dialog of some significance


Now we can kill everyone in the world?

With the laser and microwave weapons recently added,yes,

Including ourselves?

Well...?

No! I’d like that! Gottademerungbung or what ever that German...?

Wagner. Götterdämmerung.

VOG-nurrrr. Yeah. What an asshole!

Twilight of the Gods.

Leave it there. I love poetry. Opera? Thank God we’ll finish
that off too!

 
The Final Solution,Revised–a dialog of some significance


Now we can kill everyone in the world?

With the laser and microwave weapons recently added,yes?

Including ourselves?

Well...?

No! I’d like that! Gottademerungbung or what ever that German...?

Wagner. Götterdämmerung.

VOG-nurrrr. Yeah. What an asshole!

Twilight of the Gods.

Leave it there. I love poetry. Opera? Thank God we’ll finish
that off too!

Wednesday, October 11, 2006

 
Suburban John Waynes Remember

a raw time when you
walked the dog,

not fetching
poop.

So much has
ritualized,special

outfit proposed.
Kind of a something,
tutu.

Tuesday, October 10, 2006

 
The Signifiers,a playlet resembling a bomblet

Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage
And then is heard no more: it is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
Signifying nothing.


Cheney
Vote Democrat today,cinders tomorrow.

Rummy
Strutting and fretting won’t get the job done! Tomorrow’s army will come
in one Ford Explorer! Boots on the ground,my ass!

Bush
I don’t like my cue card saying IDIOT. Head’s must roll!

Rice
After all the sound and fury,will there still be pretty shoes?

Gonzales
Si. And like Geneva,quaint. Well torture ain’t! Get it?

Bush
Let’s hear it for Alberto!

All
Two four six eight,
Who do we appreciate?
Alberto Alberto Alberto!

Gonzales
No man is bigger than our Idea! So!
Two four six eight,
WHAT do we appreciate?

All
Murder!

Monday, October 09, 2006

 
Who Invented Bomblets?

1 muthahumpin’ clevuh lil peckuh.
Go diggin’ in yo’ flowah garden &
yuz pinballed t’kingdom come!

Sunday, October 08, 2006

 
No Chink Left Behind

Report: Trillion!
American Dollars

held by China
in reserve.

Saturday, October 07, 2006

 
The Unavoidable Moral Universe

Highball,ace mechanic,
crawls from under
my heap. He’s one

grease spot,sag-
ging face saying
MONEY! “It’s

definitely,” wiping
hands on even filth-

ier rag, “an
Axle of Evil.”

Friday, October 06, 2006

 
Lamentable State of Affairs*

Rough up wifey,fine,
even Christian,

but only a prick
belts a mistress.


*In TV ad,Congressman apologizes
for affair,denies abusing mistress

Thursday, October 05, 2006

 
Republican A&Q

A We feel we should retain leadership.

Q Something left to steal?

Q2 More forever wars planned?

Q3 Want to turn a fresher Page?

Wednesday, October 04, 2006

 
After the legal lynchings

many will say Jeez! What
got into us? Leaders’ll be
awaiting their own trials

before long. At least
a Catholic can try

confession.‘less
it’s him lynched.

Tuesday, October 03, 2006

 
Darwin

You were too shy,so Tommy
Huxley took the world on.
Rather,the larger Church.

You ended by studying worms
and mold in your garden.
He was thoroughly shit on.

So,you 2 fierce in differ-
ent ways. The Dark Age fight

is always on. Do your best
according to your lights.

Monday, October 02, 2006

 
The Possibility of Cash


Hey! Forbes’ Billionaire list,huh? I’m lucky you take my call.

Well,I don’t know where they get their figures.
I just don’t know. It’s a devilishly complex picture.

Never mind all that! Congratulations! You should sound happier!

Agree. Not exactly crying poormouth,but...

The president’s tax cuts,besides being a tonic for the entire nation...

Have aided me immeasurably? Well,somewhat.

You’re a conservative,all right. And a great one!

Here it comes!

If the opposition gets in...

Bye bye Christmas?

Seriously,we need you to double your contribution. At the least.

Ouch!

Little pain now,to avoid...

Okay. Okay. No more pitching! Please! I’m on the team.
But the social workers they made me add to the board
do continue to insist we’re totally fucking the little guy.

Policy. When he gets sick of the continuous reaming,
he’ll get off his raw ass and get to work!

I agree,but they warn of political costs.

That’s our bag. We take care of that. Can I have that check sooner than later?

Done! You have no conscience. I have one and sit here wondering sometimes.

Uh huh. Well we can’t afford that luxury. By the way,regulations are brutal.
Anyway that cash is possible?

Cash is always possible.

Sunday, October 01, 2006

 
Peacetime Army,Korea

A piece of lint drifts
onto the mirror
polish of

your boot
and it’s worse
than Iwo Jima or Verdun!

At any rate,no longer fear-
ful of death,we take up chess,

playing through the night by
hissing Coleman lantern. Some

send for literature,and in our
Sergeants’ Club (corner of
a filthy tent) beery arguments

arise over triple greats
like Paul Morphy. So,no,

ephebe,we aren’t the rubes
of your college desire.

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