All Over the Place

2012-02-03T06:33:00.002-05:00

New Ones

When C And G move into the neighborhood, some call
their house Faggot Ranch.

But they grow popular, walk their dogs and chat. And laugh.

Become civic minded. Not hard here: we only have
the June Fete.

They take charge of the Beanbag Toss and a crowd of
youngsters gathers.

I ask my Jeanette. "They treat us like adults! Not the
shit-condescension we get from you and your
despicable friends!"

"What do kids know?" scoffs Bicky. "Let the world smash
them up a bit and they won't take fairies for hobbies.
Besides, those lovebirds are Democrats for sure!
All Fruits are Democrats and all D-”

“Too wide a brush!” I admonish. (He's actually a great guy when not on liberals or Jews.)

“Fuck you with that brush!”

2012-02-02T06:06:00.001-05:00

“Sup R Pac”

-Robot’s terrific!

-You think so? Great!

-How’d you come up with–?

-Since Supremes say we’re a person, we decided to run ourselves instead of pouring money into nitwits.
Charity begins at home.

-Every right to!

-Of course needed a spokesman who wouldn’t tire
of repeating bromides, nor get videotaped with
a live boy or a dead girl in his bed.

-Greatest nation on the face of the Earth! What does
the robot do for sex?

-We’re not there yet. We’ll eventually move in a girl
robot for him. But it’s hard enough now just to program answers for the wild yahoos attending Town Halls.

-Opposition have homo robot?

-What else?

-And is ours a right-to-work robot?

-Emphatically! But we can’t, of course, offshore him.

-No perfection save in Heaven.

2012-02-01T05:42:00.002-05:00

Sauna

-Well the Great Man! Pink and full in form.

-Yeah a disappointment, I know. Normal male...
no more no less.

-No matter. They bow and scrape when you got
your pockets on!

-Many do. I don't desire it, but can't deny it either.

-Let's see now: the right pocket stuffed with Republicans.
And the left...

-It’s very nearly balanced out.

-But you prefer the right, yes?

-Only because they believe such utter shit.

-Do the Dems believe in nothing then?

-It seems that way since they don't suck up the bribes
with the same ecstasy.

-It’s not a bribe if you believe it anyway!

-Good point. So my Republican parasites really
more honest?

-Yeah. I guess. But leave us not get theological whilst naked.

-Nor to the marriage of true minds admit impediments.

-Playing against type now.

-I have to do something.

2012-01-31T06:36:00.001-05:00

GOP Primary Season

Checking pipe-
dreams & fears,
since never in

the history of mankind,
this much spaghetti hung
from this many ears.

2012-01-30T06:33:00.002-05:00

LBO

On the platform one
flat, stale, and real-
ly profitable.

As with other Free
Market wonders,

more you uncover
the sleazier.

2012-01-29T06:28:00.001-05:00

Evolving Couple

-Be out with another couple and they’d say they wanna make the service at such and such. And we'd quietly seethe.

-How come?

-The shame from our parents forcing us!

-What changed?

-Gradual. Next time out with them, we mildly ridiculed.
After that, benign tolerance. Then...asked a few questions.
And, finally, went along with them.

-And now?

-Still going along.

-Look out the window. That's twilight.

-No hurry.

-Hardly Defenders of the Faith!

-They also serve...

-Time has of way of running out.

-We've got light-years.

2012-01-28T06:25:00.001-05:00

New Death Problems

When Jerry came home from work he danced around with his infant daughter, her tiny fist closed round his index finger.

“My Princess! You’re my princess!” whirled he faster
and faster.

Jeanette finally caught up and snatched the baby away as
Jerry collapsed into a sofa, purple-faced.

When the medics came they shook their heads.

The new Jerry loves the dancing part, and friends
can’t tell the difference.

After the initial diagnosis, the cloning had started,
and Dr Ricky’s team had to put New Jerry into
the accelerator when Jerry started failing.

Jeanette confided to Lucy-Lil, “Like to get him
more interested in sex. Guess they didn’t plug
that component in.”

“Let’s go to Radio Shack!” Lucy-Lil insisted.

Jeanette shook her off, having to worry about Prudential.
They were refusing to pay off since Jerry wasn’t
technically dead under the Cloning Act.

But they did offer half the policy amount. Lucy-Lil spat
“Huh! They don’t even have HALF a leg to stand on!”

2012-01-27T05:22:00.001-05:00

Trickle-Down

When guys upstairs
take short vacation,

ask me to look in
on cat. “Keep shower

just barely on,”
they implore,

“she likes going
in there for
occasional drink.”

Being cat-quick,
can snatch drips
from the air, but

mostly licks
the tiles.

2012-01-26T05:32:00.002-05:00

Tour

He took me to a gigantic warehouse. Many people
revolved there.

"We call it the Turntable of Political Thieves. Just press the
button when a particular one is in position, and he or she fires out the chute."

"But how can I tell which are Republicans and which Democrats?"

"Does it matter?"

"To me it does. Republicans are artists!"

"Well, we can laser-dot them. You are forbidden, however,
to choose a masturbator."

2012-01-25T05:19:00.001-05:00

Boundaries

Those lines you've drawn
obliterated once more
by her or him.

Time again for
the little talk?

Uh huh. And on and on.
Or the final, fatal chop?
Bible says keep going

the same old way. Barnum
has another take.

2012-01-24T10:45:00.003-05:00

Gingrich

takes down Juan
Williams for ask-
ing while black.

Hee-Haws shriek their
resonant ecstacy. CSPAN

later shows assembled
black conservatives.

They are home with
Republicans, but say
naught comfortably.

Actually, on the Shield
of Righteous Freedom is
wrought hatred of them.

2012-01-23T06:39:00.000-05:00

Post

GOVERNOR-ELECT
Now let's get these union bastards!

ASSISTANT
Even though nary a word in campaign?

GOVERNOR-ELECT
Gave them a vacation. They’re big on that.

2012-01-22T06:28:00.001-05:00

Staging

After Janky rearranged the furniture, he bumped into things during 3-AM trips to the bathroom.

He finally put things back the old way, but continued
to bump them.

Got tiny nightlight then.

Has dreamed, though, of loud scrapings and massive shadows.

2012-01-21T06:56:00.004-05:00

Mrs vanIderstine

heard the kitchen girls describing some base Romeo
as a sex machine. However the process, she never
cared for it. Oh Mr v had his various Conchitas.
The latest just graduated from college, so...
progress in the area.

2012-01-20T06:49:00.002-05:00

How Whitely Pink In Pans,

massed audience pops
at SC's GOP debate. CNN

refuse to use its black-
seeking camera?

2012-01-19T06:47:00.002-05:00

Impressive News Debut

-You're a first-termer and have already violated the
cardinal precept!

-With embellishments. O what a head!

-Never be caught in bed with a dead woman or a live boy!
You managed both at once.

-Well...been some drinking.

-The 9-1-1 call from the dwarf has gone viral.
Was he in the bed too?

-Takes such little space.

-Your bible-belting constituents will never send you back.

-I don't care. One-T-R as we say.

-Meaning?

-You can get rich in a term.

-Meanwhile, small criminal justice problem?

-Lady died of natural causes.

-And the boy?

-Cute!

2012-01-18T06:34:00.001-05:00

Photo making the rounds

shows Wall St “talent”
with cash stuffed in
pockets and mouth.

In tableau and sketch
such alleged satire hard-
ly new. The crazy money

troopers have split our sides be-
fore with Victorian melodramas

of sobbing widows and orphans
thrust into the freezing night,

or the maiden forced to deal
you know what or face another
ruining. Audience jeers her on.

The sarcastic claim such hacks
lack all soul. Though not in their
profession, grace does manifest

in these hilarious takes on showbiz.
University psychiatrists retort, though,

the whole business demonstrates
deepest internal loathing. Oh well,

those good doctors pilloried
soon enough in mad
Germanic accents.

2012-01-17T06:37:00.003-05:00

Love in the Afternoon

-(singing) with Celias up in...

-So long as it's not Carls. Your district wouldn't forgive that.

-Very high a few times and found short hairs on the pillow.

-Highest proportion of churchgoers in the world!

-Yeah but the sermons are abstract, really. Fiery but abstract.
And nobody wants to deal with sex.

-And what does your wife...?

-Like gunmen of old, she's got a partner.

-I hesitate to ask.

-Women soothe each other so much better. We find their network too fuzzy.

-Oh I can see the papers now and hear the TV jerkoffs.
Rural Cesspool!

-We have a small city or two in my bailiwick. And the activities in question are quite decidedly urban.

-Such a story’d have legs!

-Not a chance. There's been some nosing, but nobody talks down here. The few who have are shot dead out of
general principles.

-I'd throw in the sponge right now!

-Wise. This is my last term.

-Leaving a field littered with...?

-Hey! Show me a political field not littered with something!

2012-01-16T07:07:00.002-05:00

Talent

The Firm, ruined
for all intents and
seedy purposes

sucks bailout juice
from Uncle and amps
a truly magnificent

portion thereof for
bonuses, retaining
thus, executive "talent."

Any more of the latter
and we'll all be shoving
battered shopping carts

to rescue wretched lamps from
dumpsters and keep our place
at the raucous soup kitchen.

2012-01-15T05:58:00.001-05:00

Offhand Lore

She wanted to be loved
for herself. Thus we

worked at sorting,
finally isolating one.
Begged her love

it also. But she couldn't
be bothered.

2012-01-14T06:17:00.000-05:00

Future Expression

-Your Mr Pelham has carved himself a baseball cap from pillow foam.

-He's amusing. Does things to amuse the rest.

-Baseball caps are forbidden because of the haphazard ways they can be worn.

-Well, not strictly a baseball cap. Besides, where's the harm?

-That's always the first question on the road to chaos.

-I'll seize and destroy it.

-And him.

2012-01-13T05:43:00.002-05:00

Justice Delayed Is Not Justice Denied

Much blab inside the forums
of revolutionary revenge

against the 1%. Uh huh.
Well, laws exist to claw

molto back from their most
grotesque of brigands. Hearts

in righteous bosoms pray
legislators so rawly bribed,
and winking-nudged enforcers

will be broadly shamed thereby.
Good luck with that, and further
feel-warm moralistic fantasy.

2012-01-12T06:22:00.003-05:00

Another Chapter of Magnificent Capitalism:
New Haven Railroad

Brakemen et al knew
they were speeding
down the shithole

when McGuinnes took over,
wife as "Color Consultant."

Too, McGinnis and VP McGowan
had Chrysler Imperials adapted

to ride the tracks to their
Litchfield cottages.

2012-01-11T06:23:00.001-05:00

The interminable campaign slogs on

so the vaunted Independent
winnows the statements &

TV screeds & robo-lies, both half
& total. Thus does he decide?

Not really. Mostly turned off
to begin with & then a few
sloppy impressions. Even

while waltzing into the booth he
awaits a platinum hunch. Finally
closes the deal. Which? Depends

on whether he had BM
or is holding it.

2012-01-10T06:29:00.001-05:00

Conservatism Q&A

-Why does Conservatism, which seeks to foster traditional values and their concomitant responsibilities, end up a boondoggle for the rich?

-Fair enough question which unfortunately cannot be answered just this moment. A special assembly
for your class has been planned. You can ask anything
wished and be more comfortable.

2012-01-09T07:33:00.001-05:00

Inevitable Republican Candidate

Lot of dull bastards out there
and they need a champion.

2012-01-08T08:01:00.001-05:00

Artists

-The two little careerists get mentioned. Us, none.

-Oh well. They kissed much ass for such meagerness.

-Nonetheless, we're better.

-In the next world, justice will...

-I doubt it.

-Then why...?

-The work and our individual memory of it. Besides, I'm shy.
I don't want people suddenly asking me.

-I would: my explanations better put together than the original. Hey, it's not what you do but how you explain it!

-Sounds like another species of the fraud we despise.

-Even for me you're too pure.

2012-01-07T06:27:00.001-05:00

When Baby-Talkers Grow Up

and life smashes down, they
file the oopy poopy doopy
in favor of something sharp-

ly hostle to each other, often
eliciting, appropriately enough,

tears. And going on
like this, and on

to old age when they shut
all together.

2012-01-06T08:57:00.001-05:00

Cougars Swear That

caustic witness blocks
the softer angles. Ah

yes, the romance! Uh
huh? Overhead once,
matron to dry other

on bus heading to
Springfield Mall,
Delaware County PA:

“Got myself a young guy.
They can go all night!”

2012-01-05T06:03:00.002-05:00

The Bizarre Decision

And in disastrous aftermath, whence
algorithmic depth did you fetch
that from? As Wallace Stevens vacates,

you lay your brain upon a board and
pick the acrid colors out. But ex-
perience should provide a hedge

against missteps, no? Doesn’t, for
Mrs Poe's little boy Eddie posits
an Imp of the Perverse.

Who rides the bench, drying
his hands with a towel.

Itching to get in the game
and foul.

2012-01-04T05:38:00.001-05:00

The limo glides by the homeless

man, windows opaque.
Inside, the rider
watches screens.

If prompted--after
eggs and coffee

settle--he'll speak
of freedom. He has

purchased much of it.
Outside, the freedom

to find the very best garbage,
to start a process by selling some.

Quite a stretch
to place him in the limo,

but not the acquisition
of a few tricks of hygiene.

2012-01-03T05:37:00.002-05:00

When the circus came to Iowa

the truly sly performers
got roundly boxed
in the corn, which

waves when you
fly over, but exudes
a toxic dust on the ground.

2012-01-02T07:33:00.001-05:00

Degrees of Brilliance

-The number coming back will be beyond massive!

-Take a chair. It's the opposite by infinite magnitudes.
Smallest I've ever seen!

-What...does it mean?

-Barking up the wrong tree for...

-My whole career! Wasted! And five years till retirement.

-Well, off into the sunset. Unless they bring it to you prematurely.

-I deserve even less than that. We should apologize to our students!

-What good would that do? As scientists, they know such a thing could happen.

-Yeah, to dunderheads!

-Don't be so hard on yourself-- and especially me!
Besides, a plan suggests itself.

-Oh?

-Jump on this new bicycle and ride the bejesus out of it!

-Can't do it that fast!

-You must! In five years, you retire a genius.
Work on your Swedish!

-And do those five geniusing years make up for...?

-That's not a scientific question.

2012-01-01T05:36:00.000-05:00

Condition

The doctor said not to worry about the webbing.
“It doesn’t inhibit your doing much of anything.
Besides, you like to swim. ‘ll make you faster!

“And will I walk like a duck?”

“You already did!”

2011-12-31T04:53:00.001-05:00

Conservatives Want Their America Back

So return with us to those
thrilling days of yesteryear

wherein the slave’s back gets
opened for instruction.

Melodramatically rare, let’s admit.
More likely his luck holds with just
the occasional lash for comedy.

2011-12-30T06:42:00.000-05:00

The Greeting

The first time
you said the usual
hello and they swept back
"Your Majesty!" you glimpsed your life as
misery thereafter, since those who lick can bite.

2011-12-29T07:20:00.001-05:00

Testimony

-I was a knee-jerk Liberal until I met a decent Republican.
He explained things very patiently. Changed my life
in that instant!

-And did a chorus of angels sing a mighty chord?

-Unfortunately, they wanted union scale.

2011-12-28T05:51:00.001-05:00

The Result

His silver spoon
bought him Congress
alongside friends who

helped him, and them-
selves, many fold. And
in golden continuum.

Not to mind as a les-
ser constituent, for

Rapunzel will eventually
lower her glory it's pledged.

In the raw modern version
she enjoys hate radio in

her tower, hair coiled
to a sun-bright bun.

2011-12-27T08:08:00.001-05:00

A Small Dinner

The candidate sent back the chicken. Which led to jokes.

Lobbyist finally saying it was donated by his opponent.

Another pointed out the happy news that no women
were present.

“No,” laughed Senator ______, “that'd be cruel and unusual punishment!” He shifted to a story where uppity blacks get
put in their place by a comic ruse.

The pollster warned to go easy on the blacks, “a block or two
mysteriously leaning our way. But women are always fair game–why they tell the same jokes of their own voracious sexuality!”

“That’s cuz they know each other so well!” offered the Senator.

The parson stayed sober enough to give the closing prayer,
the rest trying not to fart during its intoning.

2011-12-26T06:38:00.002-05:00

Half of Iowa GOP Primary
Voters Evangelicals

God loves them
anyway.

2011-12-25T06:18:00.001-05:00

A Christmas Song

Actually smelled
chestnuts roasting

in New Haven. Drink-
ing club, ad hoc,
peripatetic. After

evening’s circuit, hit
the funky street.

Hot dog truck:
spice rockets on

soggy rolls with
incendiary mustard.

Aforementioned
chestnut roaster,

their blackening, be-
fore splitting on
a charcoal bed.

Our favorite, raw
clam man, opening

quick dozen under
open gas lamp, dousing

with chili and Mulligan--
stale beer with red pepper.

One upended the shell and
each slid down maw, leaving
sea flats and grains of sand.

This a whacked version of Where
are the snows of yesteryear?
Yeah, but substitute stomachs.

2011-12-24T07:16:00.001-05:00

The Woman Who Never Knew What She Wanted

A succession of boyfriends and husbands tried,
as did girlfriends, near and cool. The psychiatric

gang acquired Audis from her talking. If
St Peter gives options, she’s doomed.

2011-12-23T06:18:00.003-05:00

On Florida's Paranoia Trial

President's Birth Certificate lodges hard within certain brains.

Nirvana won't be reached, however, until designated
Winn Dixie and Publix cashiers accept gold.

2011-12-22T06:03:00.000-05:00

Yahoo News tells me I

missed a deadly infection
by not buying something
desired, but aimlessly
forgot. How often saved

by fucking up? This
question not admitted
to Horatio Alger sites.

For it’s not time and chance, but
a fanaticism for free markets. Free,
that is, to those screwing you blind.

2011-12-21T06:37:00.001-05:00

Freedom, Right

God-given! You strike
the anvil that yields
talking points. Thus

the joy of freedom
that never gets old
doing what it's told.

2011-12-20T05:44:00.000-05:00

Barricades

When I joined the Republicans

on the barricades
a catered affair: lovely petits fours,

exotic teas and patriotic lattes. Furniture
mogul brought in non-union recliners. Under

later bombardment, speeches
became difficult to decipher,

though we knew of freedom
as text and subtext together.

When I joined the Democrats,

had lost their keys again, frenzied
air with everybody searching.

2011-12-19T07:51:00.002-05:00

Primer

“So, Estelle has her own ideas.”

Charlie said, “Have ’em all she wants, just don't act on ‘em.”

His sister Loretta chimed in. "She gets that from the college."

“Well...”--thinking I was ending it--“her business who she
goes out with.”

“Is...and isn't,” Charlie hissed.

“Well, nothing we can do about it,” I added.

Loretta played with a matchbook and then looked up.
"May be something."

We all laughed.

After a bit, Charlie, a really good cartoonist, started working
something up to send her.

2011-12-18T06:54:00.001-05:00

Presences

See you in my dreams
Irene told, and others.

We wake to move
furniture around
our mind. Fresh

arrangements fix
or cover.

Stay dreaming and
meet the others?
No, they’ll hold.

Much marking time
in our dreams
awaiting us.

2011-12-17T06:39:00.006-05:00

A Virtual Wichita

When Missy was seven her father took a foreman's job at Cessna in Wichita. They lived temporarily in Delsen's Boarding House where she had to perform being a good little girl at the dining room table with Miss Carruthers, retired
elementary teacher, Jingo Reilly, traveling construction boss, and others.

The neighborhood featured Merkin's Homemade Candies, and Mrs Merkin would cut you a sliver of rich fudge as a gift.
Missy avoided the shop when she saw Mr Merkin behind the counter for he was not quite as generous, insisting you pay
a penny for the principle of the thing.

Missy certainly had a penny but felt uneasy near
Mr Merkin’s sermons.

Her most lasting impression of the boarding house came
late at night with Chuck Greeson from the Chrysler agency,
and Lowery's Last Stop, trudging up the stairs cursing, bumbling into chairs, eventually dropping his heavy shoes
on the floor, one after the other.

One hot evening, only one dropped. She and older sister
Lil whispered of the absent other shoe.

It proved the last night there as her parents had rented
an apartment near the plant.

When she tells the story to new boyfriend she calls
Silicon Maxy-Mac, he informs her she must get that
second shoe to drop, that such incompleteness has
made bad karma since.

He therefore devises a virtual Wichita. For the shoe he synthesizes several catalog sounds, but they will not do.
He then fills a sneaker with coins, stuffs newspaper in
to keep them from shifting.

Buys the best fudge in Sunnyvale.

His research reveals Prairie Dog Philosopher led
nighttime radio ratings. So he records a corny poem
about looking a man in his face and seeing your own
if both are honest. Then a raucous Jerry Lee Lewis!

Comes the critical night he gets Missy to relax and
close her eyes, hand feeds her crumbles of fudge
while playing the radio segment at low volume and
in buzzy offstage mode. He then shoves chairs around
and, after about ten beats, mounts a table and drops
the weighted sneaker.

Next morning, Missy decides to run. Been developing
a small pot.

After, sweaty and panting, she cruises the kitchen
looking for something healthy for breakfast.

Her sister texts her from Wichita: sad! cndyldy x-(
omg u luvd hr!

2011-12-16T06:21:00.001-05:00

Examples of Language

“Now what do you suppose this is all about?”
Mac's trademark sarcasm.

“Allow me to give you the summary,” offered
Lt Rautinberg, shooting him through the heart.

Then waving the Glock. “Look! The proverbial smoking gun!”

Homicidal Wit got its own webpage thereafter.

2011-12-15T07:14:00.000-05:00

Universal Questions

Statesmen abhor
the driving subtext

of Occupiers. Where
is Justice?

Their answer,
a question less

abstract: How much
can you afford?

2011-12-14T06:34:00.002-05:00

Why Should Women Agree? Nobody else does.

One school, explicit-
ly biblical at

the very least
has her keep-

ing self & children
hygienic. Even frig
& husband in order.

Thus does he rule
& she rate even

less. So, true felicity
knows scripture & place.

2011-12-13T07:37:00.001-05:00

Pillow Talk

-It's always good, that speech. Caught it on CSPAN.

-I'm a little tired of it.

-Then why not give another?

-It must pass under dozens of eyes beforehand. As you know
from your boss.

-Politics is tiresome. Worst the higher you go.

-You got that right. But I come here to forget it.

-That's nigh impossible for both of us.

-Well, just let's keep our little secret.

-I hope so...but your wife gave me that look. Some conference or other. I just dropped in.

-What do you mean, that look?

-Indescribable to males.

-You're just getting a little paranoid. She showed no sign when I gave her watch charges by light. No battery.

-Lovely! So, expect the same for my birthday?

-The strategy works. If I gave both of you different things,
I could get tripped up with her. Asking if she still liked something I really gave you.

-Not necessary anymore. She knows--I’m open to all
kinds of variety!

-Not a thing. Show me the look. Show it to me!

-No use. Too subtle for your sex. Especially a brain
factory like you.

-Nobody dumber mid the ladies.

-I'm training you.

-I suppose so is she. I'll be a total pansy before it's over.

-Now that’s just not possible! Besides...it's never over.

-Christ! Where are the mistresses without the PhDs?

-Yearning for what I got.

-Flattery will get you everywhere.

-What I’m hoping.

2011-12-12T07:20:00.001-05:00

South Carolina

-Well, some think the party getting TOO conservative.
We used to have moderates. Big Tent!

-Fuck all RINOS up their accommodating ass!

-But why give their votes away?

-We don’t want ‘em. Tainted.

-And...I can actually remember a liberal Republican!
Jacob Javits of New York.

-Jewboys don’t count.

2011-12-11T18:00:00.002-05:00

Association

One stuck-up old woman complained to the Association.
Teens were pissing on her daffodils and throwing rocks
at her mailbox. Of course it took a while to get this.
Hadda translate: Untoward juvenile behavior involving
even urination. And like that.

When she left, I asked a retired guy who helps out a few hours a week.

"What she's saying is that she remembers language when it wasn’t the shit it is today!" he snapped.

So, he's one too.

2011-12-10T07:33:00.006-05:00

Fool to the Church

He read the letter as he dawdled outside Dr Abernathy's office.

"The old aristocratic saw was that the family sent its fool
to the Church. God help us but that's you. More to the point,
it's your absolute last chance. At least on my dime.
Drs Abernatathy and Swilp inform me that you're earnest,
and the finer theological points will come."

Once admitted by secretary “Icy” Eva, he felt reassured, for Abernathy smiled under massive eyebrows of snow. "That last moment of your sketch for the all-college diner? Your lisping What a meff, Iztopholez!" Wife and I still chuckling.

"Nothing offensive anywhere, I hope."

"Put your mind at rest. Even divines laugh and can
take a joke. What I really wanted to ask you...well to recommend something I could read...lend a little wit
to my sermons. Which are dull, I'm afraid.
And expected to be so." He frowned. Whitely.

"Couldn’t go wrong with Shakespeare for starters.”

“Ah yes! An hour a day. Lovely set in the rectory. Thank you.”

Later, skipping down a fertile lane, he told a mockingbird. “Send the fool to the church, by God! Then swooping from side to side of the pebbly surface, he imitated an airplane: “On his dime! On his freakin dime! If you got the freakin time, Shadrack, I got the dirty money. Check! Contact!
Now then, shall we bomb the Japanese?” The mockingbird
lost itself in a throaty staccato followed by majestic trills. “Those paper houses. Whoosh!”

He sat on a sun-baked rock. “Mr M-bird, no more
beautiful day ever! Ever!” Loam and roses carried on the breeze. The oaks stirred overhead. “It couldn't possibly be surpassed! Never!”

Now the girl from the inn made her quick way, skirt
swinging dapples.

"UnLESS...!"

2011-12-09T04:54:00.002-05:00

Supreme Majority

Not Conservative.
(Why strip the word
of honor?)

Rather concert for
wealth and power.

2011-12-08T07:48:00.002-05:00

Rocco and Pickles the Prophet

PICKLES
These occupy movements are preface to revolution.
Will it be bloody?

ROCCO
Inevitable, given Republican thick-heatedness! But...how do you know it won’t come from the Right?

PICKLES
They got nothing to sell. You still need something to sell. Force, itself, is never enough.

ROCCO
Freedom!–that’s their trump card.

PICKLES
Yeah, the freedom to be exploited. Some freedom!

ROCCO
Must you always uncover the subtext?

PICKLES
All you got in America.

ROCCO
I seem to remember some actual texts: Bill of Rights, Constitution.

PICKLES
Apply to rich. Everybody else shafted by greasy semantics
as practiced by Supreme Court. Bought and sold like everything else.

ROCCO
Sounds awful. Is. Can we start over?

PICKLES
That’s the idea.

In R’s world, no idea off table. No, really.

2011-12-07T06:47:00.004-05:00

Rocco and Special-Hate Jimmy

Over egg and pepper sandwiches at Celebre’s

JIMMY
I must be slipping. Saw a Republican on CSPAN I didn't immediately despise.

ROCCO
You are, Special-Hate! Won’t be long before you say: “You know, some of their ideas are not entirely idiotic.”

JIMMY
Don't hold your breath.

ROCCO
And--witness!--coming to the fore now, a Gingrich.

JIMMY
That sofa with eyes? He's as full of shit as a Christmas turkey.

ROCCO
Now now, patience! He can lose that stuffing, you know.
Anyway, what a generator of concepts! One a second!
A person gets quite dizzy.

JIMMY
Feather merchant. Carries a huge bag weighing about nothing.

ROCCO
My mother said if you can't say something nice, then ...

JIMMY
Okay okay! He's more personable than the usual insider thief.

ROCCO
That fills my Mom's prescription.

JIMMY
No mine. She was an Italian anarchist, incendiary follower of Enrico Arrigoni . Dad played bocce to get away.

ROCCO
Old school. We got iphones now.

JIMMY
So what? More things change.... Anyway, I'm better off talking directly, even to an imbecile like you.

ROCCO
Nicest thing you ever said to me!

JIMMY
I'm softening all right. There’s no longer a doubt.

ROCCO
Time to die?

JIMMY
Just about. Or walking around dead and not knowing it, like half the world.

All the isms exist in S Philly, even anarchism.

2011-12-06T06:54:00.000-05:00

CALL-IN SHOW IN A TRUER UNIVERSE

Q Sixty, Florida, Graduate Degree, unemployed for 2 years. What...?

A You’re too fuckin old. Find a posh golf course and caddy there. Most fatasses employing you will try to steer you right of Genghis Khan, but ignore it.

If a good player, tell him he's the best you've seen.

If wretched, praise his intuitive feel for the game.

2011-12-05T06:02:00.001-05:00

Wanderers

range their ways
celestial. Thought
significant. I bought

a Mayan calendar, hardware
store, Malvern PA. Like

the one the bank hands out,
it's not perpetual. What

or who lines up is Miss
Americans at altitude:
a hill of boobs.

2011-12-04T06:46:00.001-05:00

Mr Squirty’s Demise

When_________DDS installed a new Mitchell-Belson he was taken by its beauty. Utility? What didn't it do?

The dentist leading the company seminar, dean all the way from Stanford admonished: “And given the tech firms
moving into your area, belay the babytalk! Squirt-Buddy
and the like! Explain the device to these engineers and point out its features. And, of course, how elegant it is!"

So, that meant no more Mr Squirty. Even to children, he
went over the Mitchell-Belson-–though more slowly.
As did his hygienists.

After not too long the appointment program was crammed, plus a waiting list...tech patients enthralled.

He took on another dentist, pediatric woman disillusioned
by paperwork and incompetent help at her own solo practice.

"Now no Mr Squirty!" he cautioned her first day.

2011-12-03T05:53:00.003-05:00

Near the Hills Where the Daffodils Grow

-He was your Red River Valley. The cowboy who
loved you so true!

-God yes! Oh my God yes!

-Well, we get over things. End of story! Fadeout, wipe, dissolve! Put it in the stupid can!

-No!

-Oh Christ you’re crying!

-Get out!

-I’ll...play Trivial Pursuit down at Jinky’s Sports Bar.

-Just...keep going.

2011-12-02T05:42:00.002-05:00

What the Big Guy Needs

1) Stay-at-home wife, sugary, quite pretty and witty in
non-threatening ways. As she runs parties etc.
The Ambassador and his wife love her! No exaggeration!

2) Mistress, much involved with hair and nails and him.
Talks celebrity nonsense easy to tune out.

3) Hybrid, tough businesswoman fighting alongside.
Sometimes falls grimly into bed with our hero--as if
shoving down a peculiar MBA problem for the nonce.

2011-12-01T06:06:00.001-05:00

Capital Generosity

As a portion of instruction to
ungrateful poor, a benefactor
has established a sort of

scholarship to a truly down rout
of a country. Where you dig
a hole for shelter then

eat the dirt. The question directed at one
grateful recipient, once on the ground,
became "Can we worship you?"

“For my time here it is appropriate.
And appropriate I do the same
when I return to my...” Presently,

a chorus touted him with a bombproof
harmony: "THINE ALABASTER CITIES

GLEAM!" So, at any rate,
in his dun portion thereof,

he will hereafter bet-
ter know his place.

2011-11-19T05:13:00.000-05:00

End of the World

Hysterical, even, counsel perspective.
It (some sourest brew) not being

“The End of the World!” Feels
enough like it as ashes settle in.

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no posts till Dec 1

2011-11-18T06:31:00.000-05:00

Conversation Defining a Place and Time

-The war ended within the hour! I feel joy! And yet...
immense sorrow.

-That would be Vietnam and it ended very many years ago.

-I can no longer trust you.

-Let's start all over, and without the war.

-That would be impossible.

2011-11-17T06:30:00.002-05:00

House sez yr concealed weapon
shd be legal in all other states

Next Shitkickers' Convention
in New York, let's pick off some
of them thar Spicarickins.

2011-11-16T05:52:00.001-05:00

The Church Submerged

God responded with
bailouts of grace his
ministers sought,

plus bonuses of vast in-
dulgences, lest such

“talent” be lost
unto Satan.

2011-11-15T07:24:00.000-05:00

Presidential

Another Republican debate
hard upon the last. Give these
righteous some vacation! To

go fish whilst delusions remain
hanging in the aether until
visiting flamingly anew.

2011-11-14T06:41:00.001-05:00

Tones

If pipeline runs close
you’ll hear the chug. So?

That's money! say supporters. &
accidents can’t happen smothering
your wife & dewy daughters. No un-

dertaker scrub,
then, tones

them down
enough not

to contrast
lillies.

2011-11-13T07:18:00.001-05:00

Logistics of Family

Old Corey will pick up Melinda
with her to-die-for potato salad.

She no longer has a car
due to cross eyes...getting

fewer “winks” on the personal
section of teachers.com now.

Pete and Eileen will deposit
their ham and Richard with

the Jimmy Jenkinses. Then will
proceed to the bus station for

Betsy, arriving after her shift
at Chrysler. Mick and

Millie will skip this year, taking
Delsey to college with her crates
and stuffed animals. Blinky2

shepherds them on his portion of
the trip since they can't be boxed:

don't get along. He’s dropped at
the Jimmy Jenkinses also. And on

and on, courtesy of Lucy, Mis-
tress of Logistics, who'd easily
array our military against any
other. And without a Cray. We

thank her ever year. Crisply nods, her
mind crawling with other gnarly

problems she is involving
herself with.

2011-11-12T07:01:00.002-05:00

Catching Your Death

Some old aunt pro-
claims it: “You’ll

catch your death!”
when you catapult
into the cold with

a flimsy jacket.
Wrong way round

in that he's the one
doing the catching.

I'm on the 2d floor,
accessible by outside
stairway. I'll hear reso-

nating trudge, s-
craping of the stucco
with that scythe. There-

fore won't answer thud-
ing rap. Will he leave

a card with silhouette
on one side, new ap-
pointment the other?

That one's taut,
no coy defense.

And will I do anything
super in the interim?

No, just relish
the ordinary.

2011-11-11T05:46:00.001-05:00

Character Impedes Message

a) Banks
b) Politics

c-z) from sea
to shining sea.

2011-11-10T05:59:00.001-05:00

"Reform" -- a political primer

A Push-Pull Mechanism.
Zealots push you to in-
stitute glorious alteration

(cue Hosannas) as you pull
greenbacks from their pockets.

Long-term results: Negligible.
Immediate results: firing

of the base type, hiring
of the Right.

2011-11-09T06:58:00.001-05:00

The Majesty of the Law

Surprisingly they show up for the neighborhood picnic.

"Hi! I’m General Motors," shakes my hand an assertive male.

"You mean you represent General Motors?"

"No, I am. And this fellow here, is Dow Chemical."

“And the farmer took another load away!”

“We understand your reaction, of course, and that why we're
here to counter it. Giving flesh to Supreme Court's ruling
we're individuals."

“Idiots enabling other idiots!”‘

Dow speaks up then. "Nice embossed day planner for you!"

GM offers a Chevvie keychain.

“I'm taking nothing!–-already owned.”

2011-11-08T06:20:00.001-05:00

When Sex Accusers Hit,

trot out
the Frau.

Your deal
with her o-

verall no
one’s con-

cern. Es-
specially
latest flap.

2011-11-07T07:02:00.003-05:00

The Assignment at the Golden Gate

-We've all been conned. Ripped off by thieves, despicable,
or pillars, community.

-What's the cure?

-For many, none. But I'd like to propose a ticket
that gets punched. But major league stuff,
not the usual daily screwings.

-And when it's all used up?

-You get to present it to St Peter!

-Your ticket in?

-Well, to a special branch. T. A.

-Terrible Agita?

-Total Asshole.

2011-11-06T06:58:00.004-05:00

Village Metaphysics

The mayor wants it preserved. Easy for him to say.

The selectmen say not another penny.

The young persons laugh at it, and the controversy.
They say go ahead and do what you want. It's insignificant.
What's the harm in all the old farts believing in something
that doesn't exist?

The old people scoff that it lives, and we'll all suffer
if we dare to think otherwise.

A referendum may be proposed, which the old would win
since the young, our future, won't be bothered voting.

Now, an incident underlines the seriousness of what
outsiders consider a silly and foolish quarrel.

A gang of drunks watching Monday Night Football at
Chuckie's Chowderhead when lightning flashes
all around and everything goes black.

They stream into the street roaring O please great Wolka,
give us back our signal!

Some duels with garbage cans follow.

2011-11-05T06:01:00.001-04:00

Après Passion

-Are you crying, me potent bucko?

-Just came back to me for some reason. You don't know
what it's like to be dumb. Laughed at when the teacher
calls you!

-No, I go to Yale. It's all attitude. And in my case...beauty.
Audrey Hepburn anyone?

-I’d be afraid. I'm sure students there would enjoy
humiliating me.

-Not this one. Hey! You got a dong belongs in a song.
Quite a shame to bake it unnecessarily behind the grill
at the International House of Pancakes.

-Giggling after what you construe as surreal aspects.
I've noticed it before.

-I thought you were dumb.

-That's merely language I just said.

2011-11-04T05:26:00.000-04:00

Not One of Us

He is not one of us.
To the outside, yes,
even distinguished, but

we can't paper it o-
ver. We can be nice:

nothing lost there. And thus
praise an admirable record.
But our final accolade proves

financial, and he can
never be promoted.
Out of the question.

Like Sisyphus then,
hustling that boulder

up the incline only to
feel it inch back. Camus

says he's happy in
just the task, truly,
let us pray so.

2011-11-03T07:44:00.000-04:00

137 Jefferson County marriages dissolved

last month due to Sexual Content
beyond them. Aggrieved went
jungle then, meriting X-Ratings

neighbors confer. However, most
Jefferson relishes its G for Gentility,

though youngsters get fractious
moment by seething moment as
adult defenses exhaust everyone.

2011-11-02T05:21:00.000-04:00

Culture

In a Catfish for Breakfast locale
people know a thong or two.

Wrong for the biblical reasons
pulpits rail variously on. And

aesthetic ones: if the wearer
a fat woman or scrawny man.

On Planet Kallikah, all they use!
Except for the absurd suits
officials display greeting our

space persons. Who laugh.
No matter, for there they
understand Earth ways.

2011-11-01T08:24:00.003-04:00

Uncle & Aunt, In Order

-You give a lazy bastard money for not working
and guess what he'll...

-“Keep it coming, Sucker!”

-That’s why we’re for Osgood Bemke!

-We're Bemke-ites!

-Proudly! He wants ‘em wearing yellow circles.

-But people blabbing about the Jew-Star thing.

-Those people always bring history in
where it don't belong!

-Amen!

2011-10-31T06:46:00.002-04:00

Place

By the pool the upwards light lends Brace and trusted Jinky aqua glows.

In the middle distance, Jeanette and prep school chums urge shiny horses over stubbled pasture.

Beyond them, at the edge of the woods, Old Charlie drives the tractor, with new guy Bertie standing up behind him.

Brace speaks. “Tell the senator: Austerity! Even he
can understand.”

Jinky shrugs. “Will do, but, you know...well, maybe do
nothing a while? Wait for things to shake out?
You win in the turns.”

“True, but we ain’t so fuckin shabby in the straightaways neither!”

Marine laughter.

2011-10-30T08:46:00.000-04:00

After the average

share of tragedy,
began learning

without the herd.
They remain apt

in sucking, though,
grass mid stones.

2011-10-29T07:53:00.001-04:00

The Other Shoe

The man upstairs at my hotel on Lake Ware was noisy.
At about 2AM he dropped one clunky shoe.

Unfortunately I suffered a massive stroke then.

During the Great Recall of 5076, I was revived and,
as you can imagine, had to hear that other shoe drop,
so went to The Sound Registry as soon as I could.

After it played, granting me closure, a message charged
the surrounding air concerning Bisbee Landsome Hocknach,
74-term Republican Congressman, that he:

“climbs trees at night to blow sleeping apes.”

When I got home, my computer flashed that I was under
house arrest for generating that description.

I pressed my Law Button and was informed by my team
that they were having the order rescinded immediately.

They explained that since I was part of the Great Lobotomy Section of the Great Recall, I thereby lost the projecting
area of my brain.

I never missed it and don't now. Without it I’m safe forever.

2011-10-28T08:25:00.001-04:00

Wall St

I underwent homework when
financial scandals first smashed.

Searched “Credit Default Swaps” etc.
Deriving Wall St sort of smarmy pick-
up. Forgotten most. Do know it boils

down to crooks and patsies.
The crooks must ante up to
keep from jail. Who wouldn’t?

The patsies, us, enabling
the whole demonic coil.
I think now of a desert-

locked monastery, the monks fig-
uring how to screw God himself.

2011-10-27T05:30:00.000-04:00

Advising Innocents as to Right

Where's the astringency?
List or lists? Business!

Thrust up your Ghandi &
ML King as you wish,
but Accountants handle it

after “great words” nudge
reluctant history.

2011-10-26T07:27:00.004-04:00

I Don't Chase Every Buck

Time of receipts
asks accounting

I'm too cussed
to perform. Or

cussed lazy. But I'd
like monies I’ve

missed placed in a fund
for the poor. That'd be
my perfect age. Well,

in a perfect age, there’d
be no poor. Conservatives
adopt their usual hardeyed
view there too. Take the world

the way you meet it, then squeeze
whomever for a profit. Since

Christ ate with whores and thieves,
they never deign realistic company.

2011-10-25T05:35:00.001-04:00

Fatal Choices

-He walled himself in as best he could and managed
to salvage an old-fashioned phonograph. Real artifact.
Played dusty LPs of Prokofiev. He loved Prokofiev.

-Upshot?

-Boys had a bit of fun. Point-blank mega-rocket.

-Overkill!

-Bit.

-High fives all around?

-You got it! Hey, we're cultural in the end. Bits of him and
fuckin Prokofiev will float around the universe forever.

2011-10-24T05:07:00.000-04:00

Talking

-Why don't you name your name?

-Whoa! One too many there. Could give the name
you already know. But no reason to.

-Then, instead, express it in a true expression!

-Life is short! Have you heard that expression?

-It drags. Unless we put language to it.

2011-10-23T07:40:00.002-04:00

Premiere

Actresses arrive
in swarms of hair.

Fitzgerald had
Bernice bob hers

in defiance way
back where.

2011-10-22T07:22:00.001-04:00

If Children Wrote Our Bios

He sells toasters and things.

She helps write books.

He works in New York about money.

She helps girls play basketball.

He shows people how to make cars.

(Gallons of ink conserved and so many trees!)

2011-10-21T07:21:00.001-04:00

Two Opposite Operators

-Even if the economy is zero, you lose on demographics.
Hard to find a Hispanic you haven't offended.

-Nineteen thick-skinned Cubans in Miami are sticking!

-O and won’t you be out a long long time? Sharing the
self-righteous tent with pseudo-religious jerkoffs, and
reactionaries pining for the day when you could
whip the workers.

-Skip the hyperbole, what's the cure?

-Simple. Just become the party of Lincoln once more, thus
assigning us to the wilderness for generations.

2011-10-20T09:00:00.002-04:00

Night of Disaster

-Hey! Like where’s the breathing space? Us to mourn,
them to gloat.

-My office seven am!

-Postmortem?

-We start hitting! Hitting! Smashing!

-Any particular...?

-Four-pronged attack!

-Fork them, hey?

-Sabotage everything they propose!

-They haven’t yet.

-Their platform leads us to ruin! Ruin!

-Socialism, Communism, and any other ism I can invent?

-Gattling gun!

-Don’t we usually start by pretending to cooperate?

-Not this time. It’s war!

-They’re...actually blocking the postmistress of
Glurch, Idaho from private gynecological care!

-Specific things like that. Bingo!

-I get it, but’ll become persona non grata among my Georgetown latte friends.

-Go after the fairies too!

2011-10-19T07:58:00.002-04:00

Bill of Particulars

-When I need your vote, you deliver. Short and bitter.

-When you don't?

-Then you can go against us for your lovely Tea Party
of racists and sub-morons.

-You got it ass-backwards. They’re actually...

-We know what they are. The old reactionary wing
of the party, which has maintained its egregious self
since just after Lincoln.

-One of us will sit in your chair some fine day!

-Why if that happens, I'll just be full of praise!

-One learns a lot in one's freshman year.

-Never too much in this town.

2011-10-18T08:19:00.001-04:00

High Strategist

“Listen! Who doesn't get a charge outa shine jokes, or spick
or kike? Even dumb blonde?...dumb all-of-the-empty-female-
heads really. Bless the gals!

But the thing is: be wary of your company. Liberal-shit
reporters are out there with rabbit ears, and we
unfortunately live in this disgusting, politically correct age.

It's depraved, but they’ll chip away at your integrity.
But more importantly, of course, that of the party.”

2011-10-17T07:38:00.005-04:00

Movers

-I had signed up with Lawn Care For Pennies
when I discovered a top executive right here
in our pretend-affluent neighborhood!

-Let me know if the boys aren’t keeping things
florescent green.

-And a fellow drunk to boot!

-How bout some hair of the dog? What you got?

-Estelle just put in fancy-pants liqueurs. Any hope in
that bunch?

-If you wanna puke, yes.

-Well let’s whip something up with a few ingredients
of a drier variety.

-Old is better.

-I had a question last week when you were incommunicado. Cell phone off.

-Working on hush-hush something in Far East.

-Anyway, I reached the 800 number in Calcutta.

-Globalism for better or for worse.

-Guy was helpful and mega polite. Oxford accent.

-I'll look into that. We specified American.

-I think it's more pleasant, sort of a lilt.

-Then I'll give your our UK number when you
give me a drink.

2011-10-16T07:59:00.000-04:00

Devising Worlds

B consumed this life
with indignations.

Some blazing-
ly righteous,
others under petty.

Fantastia folded in with
a few hurts even cooked up.

So, off B, to a better world!--
will lose its standing, though,
if like congregate in nooks,

grouching of missing strife,
true and imagined. But

to most, Heaven is going
on the same.