Wednesday, September 30, 2009
Rocco Meets His Teabagger
ROCCO
Dr Onofrio, Literary Scholar of Defunct American Fascist Writers!
And, of course, present Teabagger--unless I miss my guess.
DR O
Right on, Rocco! Democrats, aka Socialists, tilting the table of money
towards the stinking rabble.
ROCCO
Blacks, you mean. Group you hate the most.
DR O
I hate everybody!
ROCCO
That’s literary. You learned that attitude slogging through your PhD at Penn
with the other malcontents and drama queens.
DR O
No! Literally true. I literally hate...!
ROCCO
Uh huh? How about getting real and ranking your top three groups for me?
DR O
Be glad to. First is blacks, of course. Oh, excuse me, Afro-Americans!
Must be politically correct, the low gear of our pretend democracy.
ROCCO
And the second?
DR O
Can’t you guess? “Oy Marvin! Did yuh ever see such a kikey place
as Atlantic City? I love it! But keep the Rabbi away from the whores!”
ROCCO
Predictable so far.
DR O
The third would be ghinnies, best represent by you, Rocco, all heart if it’s somebody else’s money. And all mouth in any case.
ROCCO
Last time I saw your mom and dad shopping at The Italian Market,
they didn’t quite resemble white-bread Americans from The Main Line.
DR O
I disown them! They’re ghinnies all the way through. Plastic-covered furniture
and a goat in the backyard!
ROCCO
Please call again.
DR O
Try and stop me!
ROCCO
They always come back!–but whatever for?
In Rocco’s S Philadelphia, a child often returns with disdain.
ROCCO
Dr Onofrio, Literary Scholar of Defunct American Fascist Writers!
And, of course, present Teabagger--unless I miss my guess.
DR O
Right on, Rocco! Democrats, aka Socialists, tilting the table of money
towards the stinking rabble.
ROCCO
Blacks, you mean. Group you hate the most.
DR O
I hate everybody!
ROCCO
That’s literary. You learned that attitude slogging through your PhD at Penn
with the other malcontents and drama queens.
DR O
No! Literally true. I literally hate...!
ROCCO
Uh huh? How about getting real and ranking your top three groups for me?
DR O
Be glad to. First is blacks, of course. Oh, excuse me, Afro-Americans!
Must be politically correct, the low gear of our pretend democracy.
ROCCO
And the second?
DR O
Can’t you guess? “Oy Marvin! Did yuh ever see such a kikey place
as Atlantic City? I love it! But keep the Rabbi away from the whores!”
ROCCO
Predictable so far.
DR O
The third would be ghinnies, best represent by you, Rocco, all heart if it’s somebody else’s money. And all mouth in any case.
ROCCO
Last time I saw your mom and dad shopping at The Italian Market,
they didn’t quite resemble white-bread Americans from The Main Line.
DR O
I disown them! They’re ghinnies all the way through. Plastic-covered furniture
and a goat in the backyard!
ROCCO
Please call again.
DR O
Try and stop me!
ROCCO
They always come back!–but whatever for?
In Rocco’s S Philadelphia, a child often returns with disdain.
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