COULD Darn Old Trump fire ANY gun?
Or even work out how to trigger it?
Easing fat finger into the guard,
squeezing soft? … WOULDN'T he figure it
a threat to his manhood? … NOT going hard?
NOT going fast? NOT having fun?
In person, he CANNOT fire anyone.
So I put it to you: he COULD NOT fire a gun,
and on Fifth Avenue COULDN'T shoot anyone.
How can you tell an American fascist?
When you tell him he's one he objects,
saying he's saving American masses
from horrible foreign or domestic threats.
He'll say it repeatedly until you
agree. If you do ... still gonna kill you.
We were as slow as past-date molasses --
so long to hone our owned* home-grown fascist.
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*by V. Putin
Let’s drink to the hardcore White racists.
Let’s drink to the biased from birth.
Raise your glass in support of their evil.
God bless their plan to ethnic cleanse Earth.
Let’s forget about loser dumb soldiers,
who die in battle and then fertilize Earth.
If these poor suckers give us widows and orphans,
let’s just pretend that they have no worth.
When I search my smiley-faced crowd,
proto-fascists, red-hatted whites.
They don’t look strange to me.
In fact they look alright.
Raise your glass to the hardcore White racists.
Don’t joke (in public) about bald, tattooed heads.
Let’s sell them crap so I can make millions.
If then they vote for me I won’t wish them dead.
Give a cheer for my billionaire PAC men,
giving the poor an unearned poke in the nose.
They’re a procession John Galt-y bastards,
spreading both cancer and polio.
When I see all those smiley-faces,
proto-fascists, red-hatted whites.
They don’t look strange to me.
In fact they look just right.
Let’s drink to all hardcore White racists.
Let’s fuggedabout all others on Earth.
Let’s think how we’ll fill their spaces
when we eliminate them from our Earth.
Let’s drink to the hardcore White racists.
Let’s rid ourselves of others on Earth.
Let’s get rid of, say, three or four billion.
Prevent their children from inheriting Earth.
Let’s keep assaulting the Earth
Assaulting the Earth
Assaulting the Earth
Assaulting the Earth
Assaulting the Earth
Assaulting the Earth
Assaulting the Earth
Assaulting the Earth
Assaulting the Earth
There was a man people called Darn Old,
who took his morals from Benedict Arnold.
Lying, conniving,
his brain dumpster diving,
and at the same time charnel and carnal.
Which cause is real?
Depends how you feel,
whose history you disagree with.
With every dictum
“We are the victim,
we must be free to kill or evict ‘em”
it is hard to decide
which side to side with
which — if either — you’d choose to abide with.
Change the faces
the times, the places …
this is the norm,
we don't do stasis.
Less than 24 hours after Donald Trump went on a bizarre rant about golf legend Arnold Palmer, the athlete’s oldest daughter dismissed the former president’s vulgar comments about the size of her father’s penis.
“I thought it was an unfortunate way to remember my dad,” Peggy Palmer told The Independent. — The Independent
Darn Old and Arnold's
personal putter
Darn Old’s astonishment
absolute utter
he’d ne’er seen a club
of such size
and he saw plenty of
Cohn’s pretty guys
who when young
he hung with for fun
faking/making
his hole-in-one
before growing
his ginormous gut
what you call
making a put
by murdering all his opponents.
He said, “God did it. Well ... didn't forbid it",
murmuring that at some future date he'd make an attempt at atonement.”
There was this land of milk and honey,
inhabited, but godforsaken.
“Hey, Moish,” said YHWH, “listen up, Sonny,
yours for the takin’, fuhgeddaboud bacon.”
“Whoever’s not with me’s against me."
Or is it the other way round?
Problem of speaking in parables being,
Religion that’s civilized should tolerate blasphemy,
among other things it should do.
A god, all powerful, doesn’t need fallible
beings meting out punishment due
to miscomprehension of divine dos and don’ts
by demented disciples whose own wills and won’ts
confuse them as to whose will is done,
who find sermonizing much, much more fun
than caring for bodies or souls or the poor,
who take satisfaction in slamming the door
in anyone’s face with whom they disagree,
who think, “Nobody’s ever been holy as me.”
NEXT STATION DAMNATION!
Fine-all destination.
End of the line for American nation.
Satan provides a standing ovation.
Hey, Evangelicals, here's your “salvation”.
It’s the effect that follows causation.
Did you expect an all-paid vacation?
You swim in a cesspool, this is cessation.
Following dictator Darn Old’s dictation,
disregarding his fornication,
in his presence enjoying elation?
Honest to G_d, WHAT IN TARNATION?
Unblinking, thinking, “It’s just titillation.”?
Watching FOX’s dis-illumination,
did you anticipate divine coronation?
Did not you, daily, send a donation
including phone and mailing location?
Means and ends demand correlation.
.
.
.
I could go on, but craving truncation,
I'll finish now. You watch your hydration.
Without a plan,
I do what I can
to stop this hippopotamus.
Sincerely yours,
A daughter, Anonymous
Why can’t we Conservatives talk, at all, of the obvious pitfalls of soccer? More, every day, OUR children comport in this foreign sport, a mockery of football and U.S. democracy. While at the same time, in far-away climes, aliens mock us, purporting OUR football's boring, monotonous. With imported soccer increasingly popular, OUR society's falling apart: LGBTQIA+ highlights setting their sights on ungodly claim to their share of OUR equal rights; childless cat ladies sharpen their claws, preparing to fight us (down on all fours?); abortion proponents' distorted components — “ballot initiatives” — forestalling just laws forcing women to do what we say OUR God requires them to. Such things never happened before soccer was popular. OUR only demand? That soccer be banned. Once this foreign product is off of OUR shelves, we'll get all upset about something else.
It does not matter Darn Old is senile,
that he’s lost his hold on reality,
when we consider the greater picture —
total depraved, immorality.
With his reascension the country is shot,
and we’ll need an escape from our misery.
This non-medical Mengele, his brain gone to pot,
will tailor a swift end to history.
This deviant being to human norm,
this Devil’s disciple blowing his horn,
this Chicxulub Meteor in fleshy form,
makes me despair I ever was born.
Trump blames Ukrainian President Volodymyr Zelensky for starting war with Russia
Donald Trump on Thursday blamed Ukrainian President Volodymyr Zelensky for helping start that nation’s war with Russia, a comment that further suggests Trump is likely to decrease U.S. support for Ukraine if he wins the Nov. 5 election. — The Globe and Mail
A clear provocation. A near assault.
So-called war ... Zelensky’s own fault.
Ukraine encroaching on Putin's door steppe.
Cause of it all. Don't say, “Except ..."
Let me be blunt, Ukraine's an affront
to Russian dignity. Therefore the front
running along make-believe border.
Ukraine is Russia per Vladimir's order!
Just give it up. Do I make myself clear?
“Cry Me A River”, ain't Ukraine, Volodymyr .
No point continuing your Russian roulette.
Smart money's on Putin — he’s safer bet.
