Monday, August 31, 2009
U.S. helicopter accidentally dumps
Afghan ballot boxes. -Yahoo News
Labels: Afghan election
Sunday, August 30, 2009
Imagining the Past
She in all black, athletic, blocky, her audible exasperation at the many cosmetic choices on CVS’s shelves.
-I won’t go into that party with you looking like a goddamned bull dyke! Get some makeup at least!
-But I am...
-But you don’t have to...
Saturday, August 29, 2009
Trashed on TV, not felicitous to be her ex.
Hell hath no fury like an anorexic purged.
Friday, August 28, 2009
Free Speech Ain't Norman Rockwell
Thus Town Meetings with
& crazies & haters for
their warped views
of The Constitution.
Every meeting possesses,
too, an upright senior. His
subtext: I got mine &
fuck the rest of you!
Probably from some posh
Sun City next to a high
school without microscopes.
Yes, Interior Colonialism
excludes in the home of
the moneyed brave
and deluded free.
Labels: Interior Colonialism, town meeting
Thursday, August 27, 2009
Wednesday, August 26, 2009
Senator Kennedy died. Great Massachusetts Liberal!
And last of a dynasty. A rich one.
And yet he supported the poor and middle classes, no?
To an extent. But a rich man generally favors his own class.
And the other legislators?
They're bribed to act rich.
And lo and behold, after a few years, they attain that lofty status.
It’s almost a miracle!
Proves that American dream is within reach for some--
with the aid of corporations and their bagmen.
Your bottom line?
It's all class!
And self-reinforcing, yes?
You got that right!
Rocco asks questions in South Philadelphia.
Labels: class, Kennedy, liberal, rich
Tuesday, August 25, 2009
to hear Right-Wing
on radio. RNC,
Fox, Clear Channel,
soiled legends &
Burning cynics on
payola. Lotza coy
God, but no surprise:
Devil has quoted scripture
before this racial villainy.
Labels: Central Florida, Clear Channel, Fox, Right Wing, talk radio. RNC
Monday, August 24, 2009
Since it depends on
day in the grid
where you meet up
For, you’re the one and
only for that instant.
* Phils end game on unassisted triple play–Yahoo News
Labels: Baseball, unassisted triple play
Sunday, August 23, 2009
of Centuries 20 & 21 is
how far to camp it up.
Decency kicks such
Saturday, August 22, 2009
Remembering my Dad's union, ITU, mostly linotypers,
Newspaper management dispatches a fresh Yale grad
to what they know will be a wild, raucous meeting
& membership responds with shout & screams, plus
an accomplished double-talker who commences
his questions clearly enough, but then mish-
mashes hilariously & at agonizing length.
“What? Excuse me?” sputters callow interpreter of
Plutocracy, furiously digging his attache case.
Oh well, he’ll get chances to learn, including
this occasion, but, I suspect, remain a fool,
a prosperous one due to class, of course.
Labels: town meeting sandbagging
Friday, August 21, 2009
How y'doin, Super? And who do you hate today?
Cast stays the same, with minor additions. I follow the news for those.
Then how 'bout that Bollywood star--fantasy love for millions of Indian women!-- detained by airport sleuths at Newark?
What he deserves for being stupid! Prominent spicks should paint their faces.
How 'bout our faces?
No problem. Already white.
Thursday, August 20, 2009
escorting me through depraved hells before my first day at Police Academy.
We both know I’m naive, so this crash course.
The lowest a stinking drug house in slashing rain.
“They get high and fuck on top of filthy rags.” Succinct Biff roughs up a few
but gets no info.
Once on the flooded pavement, I must declare, “A fitting end to the tour.
Let’s get coffee or something stronger. I’m soaked!”
“Hey!” he laughs, under the mercury streetlight his gnarled face even more menacing, “We got us another stop!”
“You can’t get lower! It’s worse than Dante!”
“One circle down yet. Republicans.”
Wednesday, August 19, 2009
Rebuttal By One
Nonsense! We don’t recognize the concept. You say what you must as a Holy Warrior for Business and for God!
Tuesday, August 18, 2009
Health Legislation Public Option
Put it in separate Bill.
That way no Repub
will vote for it
in fear and trembling
of their ruthless base
labeling them Socialist.
Dems who vote against
are Republicans. Get it
on the record at any rate.
They’ll spin insanely after.
Labels: Democrat, health insurance, Public Option, Republican
Monday, August 17, 2009
Sunday, August 16, 2009
How some find Lady of
the Lake, or Lorelei, even
Lucy in the Sky, but I get
Heather of the Interest Rates
imploring me to press “1" now!
Saturday, August 15, 2009
don't state it,
but their raw
bones burn with
Race Race Race!
Labels: Race, tea parties
Friday, August 14, 2009
for love and glory
ring the rounds
A friend is one
who stabs you
in the front.
Thursday, August 13, 2009
Wednesday, August 12, 2009
Uproar at Town Hall Meetings
Spectacle and theatrical
slams CSPAN caller.
Baboons do it better, especial-
ly dominant male strutting
his technicolor ass.
Labels: Town Halls
Tuesday, August 11, 2009
The Senate Floor
reeks of importance.
Seeking the best face
for what’s been paid.
Monday, August 10, 2009
-We’re getting lots of bang for our bucks!
-An investment in freedom!–or some fuckin thing.
-But cameras also shows many crazy jerk-offs, birthers and Nazis. Even a few signs praising Hitler.
-Diarrhea! Who gives a flying fuck WHAT they say or scream?
-No worry about content then? We do support causes, some legitimate. Good for these Democrat Town Halls to hear them!
-Causes-shmauzes! Disrupt! Disrupt! Disrupt! Which part of Shut it down! don’t you understand? Keep offering your daily prayer to St Karl the Rove.
-O ye of little fuckin faith!
Labels: astroturf, Town Halls
Sunday, August 09, 2009
I’ve known redheads,
skin like fresh
baptismal founts, striking
hair too. Something from
Eddie Poe’s gals hustles,
dead or dying.
Reclining at any rate
Saturday, August 08, 2009
& filthy rich
liberal have sucked
That’s okay. De-
had a name for it.
Something even lower
Labels: political convert
Friday, August 07, 2009
The Republican lunatic-birthers, tea baggers and queer-haters are shrieking down speakers at Town Hall Meetings.
Their right, no?
I don’t know about that. World would profit by their loss.
Speaking of which, they lost most elections in near memory. They’re sore
sore sore! And will be for a good long time.
It’s The Republican Sore Losers’ Club!
Yeah, but they still have the Constitutional right to bellyache whether
you like it or not.
They should be locked up as dangerous nuts! Like the way they should’ve
locked up Hitler and thrown away the key!
Uh huh? And how about you freaks back when? Shouting down
the speakers defending the war? If they locked up all you crazies,
we’d still be in Vietnam.
I screamed at the war pigs because I couldn’t stand hearing any more
of their murderous lies! Anyway, that was for a good! What good are these...?
More they defuse their fury in politics, more their wives stay alive.
S Philly's Rocco usually leans a bit left in dialog.
Labels: Rocco, tea baggers, Vietnam
Thursday, August 06, 2009
I’ve done it! Changed my registration to Democrat!
Chief! What a shock!
Going with the power! GOP is now the party of bible thumpers and
raging halfwits. A southern party can’t win. Period. There are some
reform currents, but it won’t really kick in until 2020, if ever. I’ll be
retired, and you’ll be the Great Enchilada. Maybe.
Whatever I can do! I’ll switch if you want, uh...basic philosophy
of Republicans still favors our gang, though, don’t you think?
Certainly not trying to undermine your heartfelt decision.
Too many problems! I’d rather work with the Dems. They’re on message.
I don’t agree with much of it, but target is clear to me when I pick
up the phone. And the target is in the 21st century!
Should I switch then?
No! Definitely not. You’re still really a true believer and that’s good!
I’d like you to be even more Republican. Get into meetings, talk to
Always important to know what the hillbillies are up to. Out of power and laughable, but still dangerous.
Wednesday, August 05, 2009
We lu-UVE Republicans! They put true-believer hacks in
to pretend regulation. We make mega tons of hay while
the sun shines!
Unfortunately, sky got totally black ultimately!
Then the Democrats brought light!
In the form of rescue moolah. Pure gold!
We can't lose. Grateful to both. As their campaigns will realize.
Too bad there had to be such greed, stupidity and incompetence
Where was that, exactly?
Not in this office of course!
What’s that old expression? Money never lost a war?
Just knock off the predicate off that sentence. Money never lost, period!
You are learning the advanced grammar of Capitalism!
It’s a short book.
And brutal!--I remind you.
Why we even want our Little League team to fight to the death!
Bet your ambitious ass!
Labels: banking, greed, incompentence, TARP
Tuesday, August 04, 2009
-They had this laughably primitive way of interpreting dreams.
-A Fingo-2 would've answered.
-They couldn't afford even that.
-They depended on something called money. Nothing supplied like it is here.
-Did they all have it?
-Some did, and kept it away from the others. Lots of horrible anxiety! Which led to loving it.
-How sick! I heard of a being in Sector 19 loving another.
-What was done?
-Not a thing. Its own punishment.
Monday, August 03, 2009
-I can't! Philosophically opposed. As a matter of fact, it makes me sick to my stomach!
-Then the proper medicine is to sweeten your campaign anew!
-Besides, who'd believe it? I'm on record, even Face the Nation, speaking out in very strong...!
-Let us worry about what people believe.
-I have to say no!
-You have to say yes. Discussion closed.
Labels: political discussion
Sunday, August 02, 2009
of choreographed motions
with a rifle called Manual
of Arms. I believe: as vague
presently as when I
pretended soldier. Once
in Korea, a lecturing, dolt-
ish officer wants a trooper
to demonstrate. Looks at
me, who has forgotten the whole
damn thing. So, exposure as null fraud
looms when I’m only there to dawdle
and daydream. He chooses another,
one who looks a soldier, and knows
his soldier stuff. I'm told
just about everybody suffers
nightmares of such vulnerability.
Saturday, August 01, 2009
Cape Canaveral Hospital requested
my return to pee more in a bottle.
More ignominious than MacArthur's
or Sinatra's, I nonetheless complied,
the pressure of performance dim-
inished by time.
Labels: MacArthur, return, Sinatra