Thursday, March 01, 2018
On View
-Billy Graham’s dead guts
escorted by military
sharing one solid jaw,
as decrepit congressmen
stare in awe.
-How does that grab
you? Lying in fuckin State?
-Most fouly! America has no
official religion, None!
-But it really does!
Main Line Evangelical Racism
with one wild hair up its ass!
-Ah-fuckin-men! Can they
make it more disgusting?
-Not possibly!
This administration shows
the worst of us!
-Don't understate! But
you want degradation
in the Nation…?
-I know: Put in
Republicans!
Labels: Constitution, honor, lying in state, preacher, Protestant
Monday, April 10, 2017
Saved Documents
The Constitution is extraordinary,
its interpreters too clever by half.
The Bible is extraordinary,
its interpreters too depraved
by any measure.
Labels: Bible, Constitution, depravity, hypocrisy, interpretation, Justice, Law, manipulation
Wednesday, September 28, 2016
Taking the Second
-I'm for gun rights too.
Just not in Eighteenth
Century language.
-Well regulated militia
being some such modern
horseshit?
-We need, of course, a
Constitutional Convention.
-Bring the whole works up to date?
-Totally necessary. Eliminate the
Eighteen Century thicket of language.
-And what will the National Rifle
Association lawyers advise as
to this clarity?
-Continue to cower in the thicket!
Shoot from there.
-For how much longer?
-Forever!
Labels: Constitution, Constitutional Convention, Eighteenth Century, gun rights, National Rifle Association, NRA, Second Amendment
Wednesday, March 16, 2016
Strategy
Jeanette S Windom could not have
been nicer. Mine was the biggest
snafu she had ever seen, but she
dove into the huge computer bank
and came up smiling.
I just knew I would have then, clutched
close, the 14e. That form of liberating
dreams!
She was fired next day.
I went to Republican Liaison at my job.
"We found we can kill morale by axing
the truly good ones," smiled he.
I couldn't believe such a policy!
"Civil Service Protections? Not to
mention Constitutional Rights?"
"Wipe our ass with both! How we get real!"
“You invite Revolution?”
“Only because we're bloodthirsty. But shove
past the necessarily vicious politics of life.
Your Jerry is some baseball player!”
“Netty too.”
“Let's concentrate on Jerry, shall we?”
Labels: bureaucracy, Civil Service, Constitution, firing, political, Republican, sexism
Tuesday, February 09, 2016
Two Low-Level Instructors
--in an Even Lower-Level Military School
-Wouldn’t that be in violation of The Honor Code?
-That what?
-It’s still written down.
-Doesn’t exist what is never practiced!
-Nonetheless. Why you’d say the Constitution doesn’t exist!
-No, it’s there. And we’re all trying. The haters especially!
Labels: Constitution, hate.military school, Honor Code
Friday, January 16, 2015
Discussing Great Documents, 1
Both
Prostitution of the Constitution!
Left
Well, hafta bend things just a bit for our agenda.
Right
You like bend? We’ll show you BEND!
Left
Uh...there can be a middle ground.
Right
That’s for fairies!
Labels: agenda, Constitution, fairy, Left, Right
Monday, December 22, 2014
Systems
Surviving
Jenks and I only ones alive.
Half the plane still bobbed in the cove.
We buried bodies best we could. Piled rocks etc.
Phones worked, and after trying rescue channels--
no luck!--we quickly searched what fruits etc were
edible and not poisonous.
Kept working long after batteries should be dead,
so they were being charged by something.
Welcome to Satellite Orch! the screens finally
announced. You're guests, but encouraged to study
for citizenship.
We studied. Figured best way to survive.
Exact parallel to our old place with Constitution and Bill of Rights.
But laid on particularly thick.
Jenks gave a flat, smooth hand gesture, meaning
they lie like a rug. But to them, such a gesture meant things remain placid, courtesy of an enlightened government. An accidental plus for us!...they always watched, of course.
Anyway, we gave all the answers they desired, and
after a year or so, they sent an enveloping flag and
we were lifted up to an esoteric vessel and transported to Central Orch. And to a nice citizenship celebration.
Lots of a beverage that practically set one afire–-
national drink.
We're both married to Orchian women. They started with us as spies, but slacked off, and all that's forgotten.
The best thing about life here is the same as the place we left via that fateful airplane:
Human Nature to let the bullshit go after a while
and just live.
Labels: Bill of Rights, citizenship, Constitution, Human Nature, plane crash, survival, system
Monday, July 07, 2014
Civics Lesson
Two “Representatives”
-Big Maha gonna govern by Executive Order then?
-They never leave without an egregious power grab.
-Fucking the Constitution thereby!
-Instead of waiting their turn.
Labels: Congress, Constitution, Executive Order, power, power grab, President
Tuesday, June 17, 2014
Visions and Revisions
2d Amendment too ill-
defined & 18th Century-ish.
The right to shoot &
kill the rest of us
must be more late-
ly enshrined. In
language like this.
Labels: 18th Century, Constitution, gun rights, guns, language, Second Amendment
Tuesday, October 15, 2013
Countries and Their Vulgarians
Assignments, Plum and No
When you got Paris or London or Prague or Tokyo,
as examples, the inevitable vulgarians at State
asked "Who'd you blow?"
But my assignment: Wyruskikan. “So who did you
really really piss off?”
It was a toilet. And so dangerous that hazard pay
was quadrupled.
My job was to mix in with the natives, and they
proved a sad and fatalistic lot.
Bodies were carted away wholesale in the
capital daily. Chicago plus New York times ten.
Wyruskikians took no precautions. Just shrugged.
In fact, many were shot, or exploded, while
shrugging.
I wondered if their religion gave then solace
in all this horror.
They just laughed. "Which one?" About fifty, and
they each changed faiths periodically. There existed
a state religion which all, of course, ignored.
I...shouldn’t give the impression that all shrugged.
Some cringed.
Like here, they had constitutional guarantees
and freedoms. In conversations with me they
felt ours as much of a joke.
I, of course, told them we were a work in progress.
They just gave back the slit-throat gesture they
ended most conversations with.
In the hills, rebels organize. The revolution is
imminent until we...well take them out with
mercenaries hired off Craig’s List.
I become CL liason. Told this will insure my future
through future layoffs under Republicans.
Another operative gets rocket launchers online, next
day FedEx delivery. “Paris next!” she brags.
Labels: assignment, Constitution, religion, revolution, State Department
Wednesday, September 04, 2013
Taking Care of the Girls
Repeal For Love
Senator Yance Rancey fell back on the folksy
when pressed by reporters.
"Alls I can say was married three times, the lady
more hysterical than the last one."
They dug at him for more quotes, but he turned grave.
"The science says women shouldn't vote! End of story!"
His political guy, who had been with him since the
scratch-ass beginning, laughed, "Well we couldn't
gerrymander the girls, but you're gonna repeal them."
"Just the voting part."
The senator held up a sign: Repeal for Love.
“And where did that ‘science’ come from?"
“I ordered it up.”
“Let me know when you do that! We’ll supply some
meat and potatoes.”
“Will do. Anyhow, what's bottom line?”
“We'll win. But how can it be anything but temporary?
They'll mobilize and get the male pussies behind
them again. We'll have three years.”
“That's enough to get rid of a whole lot of other shit
in the Constee-whatchacallit-stution!”
“Some ride!”
“Wez both enjoyin’ the shit outa it!"
Labels: Constitution, future, repealing 19th Amendment, women's vote
Monday, July 29, 2013
Revolution
Freedoms, Cherished n’all
-She really stomped her pretty foot. Again and again!
-What's he like?
-Sorta flabby and sick-like white.
-I have a hunch who his father is.
-Anyway, they wanted our house, and I told them
not for sale. And that was that!
-What happened the next day?
-How do you even know there was a...?
-I know how they operate.
-Well a very nice fella came and said if we
got an appraisal, they'd pay that and all
closing costs.
-And he gave you a week?
-How'd you know that?
-I'll get hold of Blenky Wells. He's in real estate and
can get a good appraiser.
-Whoa whoa! I didn't say we'd...
-I just don't want my mother bloodied up, because
that's the next guy they send. No worry about your head,
though, being concrete.
-Why they can't get away with it, Little Ricky! Man's home,castle, search and seizure, boarding troops, and all that good shit! Constitution!
-Yeah, good shit all right. Like you heard listening
to moronic talk radio. Then you voted for these Fascists.
Well, here's your reward.
-I'm not selling!
-You are! No choice at present. But, a little birdie told me this situation can't last.
-I've got a gun!
-They've got bombs! I likewise don't wish to see my mother blown hither and yon.
The sale went through with smiles all around. The young couple, however, being murdered the following year. Mistaken house identity--for a hideout of party leaders.
Now COLONEL Blenky Wells, he of Real Estate and Revolution, asks about Ricky’s parents.
-We moved them to Serenity Spires, kicking and screaming.
-Would they want to return to the old house?
-Nah! He runs Penny Poker Night and she's on Welcoming Committee. Uh! Sigh of relief there,
young Colonel?
-Hell of a cleanup ahead there. Looks like they ran from room to room spraying blood.
-Panicked surprise that a revolution isn't a
lemonade party?
-I must remember that.
-As Churchill said, we will fight them in the suburbs!
-You mean I'm in the ruling cohort to keep the suburbs clear of the venomous Right?
-Now now! Language isn’t war! You mother raised you
to be more polite.
-Her rules are in temporary abeyance.
-Along with the Constitution?
-Well, they wiped their ass with that. Hafta start over.
-Including firing squads.
-No way! You’ve seen too many films. Exile serves us well. Amazon jungles, lecturing the monkeys.
-Who knows? They’ll need recruits.
Labels: bloodshed, Constitution, expropriation, mayhem, revolution, Right, Talk Radio
Wednesday, May 15, 2013
Senator, Just Drunk Enough
“I say those things for the scratch-ass rubes.
And their pseudo-Constitutional fetishes
and Camp-Meeting bellows--many of both
to do with sex.
That's a quarter.
Leadership forces my vote for their concerns,
plus equally uncomfortable ones.
That's another quarter.
But half of the time I'm an Eisenhower,
Main Street Republican.
That's what I want to be remembered for,
not the gross puke.”
“I say those things for the scratch-ass rubes.
And their pseudo-Constitutional fetishes
and Camp-Meeting bellows--many of both
to do with sex.
That's a quarter.
Leadership forces my vote for their concerns,
plus equally uncomfortable ones.
That's another quarter.
But half of the time I'm an Eisenhower,
Main Street Republican.
That's what I want to be remembered for,
not the gross puke.”
Labels: Constitution, Eisenhower Republican, religion, Right Wing, senator
Friday, April 19, 2013
For joy of debate,
love CSPAN where
seething racists
and gun cretins
strap in for
“Constitutional” points.
Labels: Constitution, Constitutional, CSPAN, gun control, guns, Race, racist
Friday, April 12, 2013
Second Amendment Rights
Take to the streets. Be coy
in shooting someone
at complete random.
Make your point up-
holding 18th Century
horseshit.
Take to the streets. Be coy
in shooting someone
at complete random.
Make your point up-
holding 18th Century
horseshit.
Labels: 18th Century, Constitution, disfunction, horseshit, murder, Second Amendment, violence
Thursday, June 28, 2012
Sacred Sarcasm
-A congressman who can't put his hand on Constitution!
-The new exchange intern? From Spain? She filed it under humor.
-How on Earth...?
-Well, you have referred to it as Joe Miller's Joke Book.
-Uh, do you, and she, know the meaning of entre nous?
-Not to worry. A universal language.
Labels: Constitution, Joe Miller's Joke Book
Tuesday, May 22, 2012
What moments divine, what raptures serene
Rich expropriate Constitution
as everything else. Judges needn't
be told, sensing it through the skin
as they begin their old beguine.
Rich expropriate Constitution
as everything else. Judges needn't
be told, sensing it through the skin
as they begin their old beguine.
Labels: Constitution, judge, rich
Monday, June 27, 2011
"Under God"
The pledge parenthesizes this
before a judge issues a Constitution-
al no. Pissed senators bleat
as religion hyphenates
with patriotism.
The most fervent patriots turned
out to be sluts in Hemingway’s "In
Another Country." (Within
this title, fornication commits
elsewhere and in a lit-
erary way, thus
it’s perfect-
ly all right.)
The pledge parenthesizes this
before a judge issues a Constitution-
al no. Pissed senators bleat
as religion hyphenates
with patriotism.
The most fervent patriots turned
out to be sluts in Hemingway’s "In
Another Country." (Within
this title, fornication commits
elsewhere and in a lit-
erary way, thus
it’s perfect-
ly all right.)
Labels: "under God", Constitution, fornication, Hemingway, literary, patriotism
Tuesday, April 26, 2011
Disgusting Acts
-She finds the act disgusting.
-Thus can a flatly uninteresting woman have an opinion.
-He's finds it quite the opposite.
-And the zombie ladies he pays have no opinions at all.
-At any rate...they’re going to therapy.
-He gives, she gives. They're discharged slightly more adult.
-Going to one of these Point of Agreement guys. They start
the couple with a point of agreement and spend hours on that
before any problem thrashed around.
-With those two, the agreeable ground is Right Wingnut Politics.
-How'd you know?
-Just a wonky guess. Listen, I'm a few beats behind the field:
Who's champion there presently?
-He calls himself “Pure-O the Constitution Man.”
-Does he now?
-She finds the act disgusting.
-Thus can a flatly uninteresting woman have an opinion.
-He's finds it quite the opposite.
-And the zombie ladies he pays have no opinions at all.
-At any rate...they’re going to therapy.
-He gives, she gives. They're discharged slightly more adult.
-Going to one of these Point of Agreement guys. They start
the couple with a point of agreement and spend hours on that
before any problem thrashed around.
-With those two, the agreeable ground is Right Wingnut Politics.
-How'd you know?
-Just a wonky guess. Listen, I'm a few beats behind the field:
Who's champion there presently?
-He calls himself “Pure-O the Constitution Man.”
-Does he now?
Labels: Constitution, relationship, sex, therapy, wingnut
Friday, February 26, 2010
“Patriots” Embrace Constitution
Then tease it
like the whore
her big hair.
Labels: Constitution, patriotism
