Wednesday, June 10, 2015
The Judy Garland Yacht Basin
Actually, just a small park where
the kids launched their toy sailboats.
But, unknown to Bud, reason for the
slang title, men met there past curfew.
He knew of no curfew himself, often
walking late at night, sitting on a bench
and thinking.
A process interrupted by a police raid
one evening.
Even in a Fascist municipality, he was
quickly dismissed, Judge Roark suggesting
he nocturnally ramble elsewhere.
He kept to his studio apartment, wearing
a path into the carpet.
Until Sudsy, his downstairs neighbor,
remarking on his soft singing one day
in the elevator: "I know why the caged
lion sings."
A knock when one not possible one evening,
and it's Father Maguire. "Trolling," he
claims, "but not in the cyber sense."
Yes, his family had belonged. No he never...
Well, he'd try Mass, uh huh?
He did, and before long was roped into helping
with the Youth Group. Joining Stelly, as the only
singles chaperoning.
She had lost a husband in Iraq, and was mega
serious.
No hope there?
Well, a couple of coffee dates, and much more
talk than both were used to.
Emptying, to reveal the unfortunate truth.
At work, Ripper and Sunday told him of tests
to ascertain whether she was crazy.
Since most were, it seemed the best course
not to apply any.
The big event for the kids was New Years Midnight
Mass, followed by breakfast.
Stelly and he did the cleanup, and he walked her
home post 3AM.
Never to really return to his studio--thereafter only
used for storage.
Well, what Rome doesn't know...?
The Italian Period of Sensed Religious Anxiety
wouldn’t be lengthened, however.
The couple had a small wedding in April, wily
Fr Maguire presiding.
Are they happy?
Two adults, so there's a fair enough chance.
She, of course, is not crazy. A little too much
the other way, but they're working on it.
Labels: Catholic, crazy, crazy women, hook-up, Iraq, Judy Garland, lonely, priest, restless, Youth Group
Monday, May 18, 2015
Plagues, Discussed
-Bubonic Plague in California.
-Comes from bites of fleas living on rats.
-So, go after the vector, yes?
-Rats in major cities vastly outnumber people.
-If capable of organizing, they could have their own mayor and board of aldermen.
-On the federal level, they could take us to war in Iraq.
(Note: Word for word variation of a
2007 post--depraved motive?)
(Note: Word for word variation of a
2007 post--depraved motive?)
Labels: Alderman, Bubonic Plague, Bush, California, Cheney, fleas, Iraq, mayor, politicians, rats, Republican
Monday, September 29, 2014
Whale
-Gotta pour more money into the Iraqi Army!
-Give them roller skates so they can retreat faster?
-Wouldn't work in the desert.
-You iz right! How did the Eye-talians do it?
And just about everywhere! An Art Form!
-Going a ways back for an example!
-If the foo shits...?
-Speaking of which, how come you
punctuate every utterance with farts.
-A skill.
Labels: art form, Iraq, Italy, retreat, Whale
Friday, June 20, 2014
What To Make of a Diminished War
Sergeant Karks took a pile from the copying machine.
GUIDELINES FOR REMAINING TROOPS
"Shit! Paper cut!"
Sergeant Dentster had been watching him, under the principle
that anyone working in the army should be witnessed by
another. "Very symbolic, Karkie! Last drop of blood shed in this
fuckin shitass country!"
“Shove that symbolism where the sun doesn't shine, and get
me a bandaid outa that top drawer.”
“Top-Drawer all right! Like the both of us.”
“As if anyone cared!”
Labels: Afghanistan, American Occupation, army, Iraq, morale, war
Thursday, March 05, 2009
Rocco, Old Joe, and Friends of George
OLD JOE
Well another war winds down. I go back to Second
World War.
ROCCO
Actually the Republicans threw in the sponge the way they
did in the election.
OLD JOE
I noticed that in the election. How come?
ROCCO
A practical reason: No more left to steal.
OLD JOE
There’s something to that, but I think more of the
cultural reasons.
ROCCO
Good shot! We started by watching goons pilfer the
terrific museum.
OLD JOE
Marking us as ignoramuses in the world’s view.
I could cry!
ROCCO
Then the Children’s Crusade when Republican
kids, who qualified by being anti-abortion,
flew over, probably First Class, to show the ragtops
how to run their country.
OLD JOE
Republican and kids shouldn’t be a fit.
ROCCO
No way. You can understand it happening later in life,
when you got a wife and kids and have to kiss the ass
of the local Fascist to get anywhere.
OLD JOE
That’s just Reality.
ROCCO
Last glorious chapter, Friends of George. They kicked in
mega to RNC and took over Iraq reconstruction.
OLD JOE
How bad is that?
ROCCO
Embassy not bad. Hulking fuckin thing with fancy
plumbing. Probably including rectum-tickling bidets.
What we built for Iraqis is crap. Best structure
has piss and shit running down interior walls.
OLD JOE
You know, I’ll punch my ticket some day soon.
When I think of this disgusting chicanery I’d like
an earlier flight.
ROCCO
One consolation. What they were stealing there,
they stole a thousand-fold right here in The Land
of the Free.
OLD JOE
But our children died THERE!
ROCCO
In vain?
OLD JOE
Don’t go there! Don’t add to my heartbreak!
ROCCO
You really feel it, Old Joe.
OLD JOE
That’s why it’s time to die.
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Rocco meets many in S Philadelphia, few as sensitive. Or sentimental?
OLD JOE
Well another war winds down. I go back to Second
World War.
ROCCO
Actually the Republicans threw in the sponge the way they
did in the election.
OLD JOE
I noticed that in the election. How come?
ROCCO
A practical reason: No more left to steal.
OLD JOE
There’s something to that, but I think more of the
cultural reasons.
ROCCO
Good shot! We started by watching goons pilfer the
terrific museum.
OLD JOE
Marking us as ignoramuses in the world’s view.
I could cry!
ROCCO
Then the Children’s Crusade when Republican
kids, who qualified by being anti-abortion,
flew over, probably First Class, to show the ragtops
how to run their country.
OLD JOE
Republican and kids shouldn’t be a fit.
ROCCO
No way. You can understand it happening later in life,
when you got a wife and kids and have to kiss the ass
of the local Fascist to get anywhere.
OLD JOE
That’s just Reality.
ROCCO
Last glorious chapter, Friends of George. They kicked in
mega to RNC and took over Iraq reconstruction.
OLD JOE
How bad is that?
ROCCO
Embassy not bad. Hulking fuckin thing with fancy
plumbing. Probably including rectum-tickling bidets.
What we built for Iraqis is crap. Best structure
has piss and shit running down interior walls.
OLD JOE
You know, I’ll punch my ticket some day soon.
When I think of this disgusting chicanery I’d like
an earlier flight.
ROCCO
One consolation. What they were stealing there,
they stole a thousand-fold right here in The Land
of the Free.
OLD JOE
But our children died THERE!
ROCCO
In vain?
OLD JOE
Don’t go there! Don’t add to my heartbreak!
ROCCO
You really feel it, Old Joe.
OLD JOE
That’s why it’s time to die.
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Rocco meets many in S Philadelphia, few as sensitive. Or sentimental?
Labels: Friends of George, Iraq, reconstruction
Friday, August 01, 2008
Iraq Shares Windfall in Zooming Oil Profits
“Great day, really, when
the Americans came in
and killed half million of us,
give or take.”
Labels: Iraq, oil, war deaths
Tuesday, July 29, 2008
A World in a Toilet*
Excrement & paper clogs.
The vulgar scream Stink!
but squeezing your nose on-
to the rim, pinching other nos-
tril, allows
you to relish the higher
porcelain horizon.
cf Iraq
Excrement & paper clogs.
The vulgar scream Stink!
but squeezing your nose on-
to the rim, pinching other nos-
tril, allows
you to relish the higher
porcelain horizon.
cf Iraq
Labels: horizon, Iraq, wjtbdrawal
Saturday, July 19, 2008
Ah the Awful Rowing
towards horizons
of least fire,
receding ever.
towards horizons
of least fire,
receding ever.
