A poet of such piercing eloquence
But covered in misguided arrogance
He throws out the tweets
Then shits where he eats
Tainting once more, his relevance
*****
Just because I like it:
A poet of such piercing eloquence
But covered in misguided arrogance
He throws out the tweets
Then shits where he eats
Tainting once more, his relevance
*****
Just because I like it:
(Apologies to Ogden Nash)
God in His wisdom let people die
God in His wisdom made them all fry
The People, they cried
Why Dear God Why?
God in His wisdom
All part of my Plan
Don’t ask me again
I am that I am
God in His wisdom
Boo Hoo and Boo Hoo
The People they cried,
Dear God, Oh Dear God,
Even We True?
God in His wisdom, Yes
Even you
God in His wisdom made sure we all knew
That God with His wisdom,
Is an Asshole
Tried and True Blue
And Jesus wept
Boo… Hoo!
Likes and Loves and Laughing Faces
Thumbs up Thumbs up
We’re off to the races!
A cheap thrill sensation
Brings joy and elation
With so much emoji
We’ll never be lonely
But cheap thrills ain’t lasting
Only forecasting
A sugary crash
Just a quick flash
It’s comments we want
No matter the font
Comments are golden
They fling the door open
Provide inspiration
Never inflation
True comments auspicious
And very propitious
Writers need feedback
Not smiley Prozac
If compelled to emoji
Don’t do that only
Take some small time
Drop a thin dime
Comment away
Make someone’s day
Of course you do.
(and of course: entertaining, or reasonable facsimile)
I have a serious bug-up-my-butt!
And…
I am only going to say this once (Thank Baby Hey-Zeus!)
The People Who Died On Nine – Eleven
Were NOT Heros!
THEY were VICTIMS!
That is ALL THEY Were!
Victims.
Now!
Let us revenge avenge them!
Ed. Note: Of course the first responders Were, nay ARE Heroes and shall always remain such. And as Mark pointed out so were those civilians inside the towers who gave their lives trying to help their fellows escape. When I refer to ‘victims’ I am referring to the ninety percent who were just doing what we all do everyday: We get up, go to work, come home, kiss the significant other, pet the dog or the cat or the goldfish, and then next day, rinse and repeat. They were just innocent victims.
And I have been to war, and revenge is lame and not really strategic.
Nor magic.
It is just… death.
(You figger out my meaning)
I am done here.
Cheers!
Lanc’d
P.S. If anyone out there knows history of the Mid East….
I invite debate.
And for some YouTube Reasons the above link don’t work: try the one below.
(Yeah! I am pissed at technol–Oh Gee!)
Try again.
Don’t give up,
And remember: if your computer is ‘broken’, re-boot.
Solves ninety nine per-cent of problems…
(And no! I never envisioned that day, that day, whereby, I would even think, let alone, utter, those words. Guess I have come full circle.)
SHIT!
Some of you may know of my history in the Mideast. Most of you may not. Some of you may know I get emotional about issues.
Some of you may not.
Some of you may give a shit.
Some of you may not.
No matter: I don’t have a dog in this fight: The current Fight between Hamas and the IDF (Israel)… Actually, I did, once upon a time, have a dog. He died. But that was many moons ago.
And we did/didn’t call in the dogs back then: the ‘Fight Between the PLO and Israel’… “Let ’em duke it out!”
–Ronald Reagan, “et them all, et tu, Brutus?”
And about who could wrap some arms about Yasser Arafat? No one. Not even Ronnie. Then he (Arafat) became ‘Rocky Balboa’ to some of rest of the world. Yes! Fast forward… but who among the thinking of us and the remembering of us, can ever forget
Munich in ’72?
And I was on the ‘good’ side.
I was for the ‘Home’ Team: Israel! Nineteen Sixty Seven! The shining moment of the IDF! Just like the Lord: ‘Fought for Six Days and Rested on the Seventh.”
“Didn’t them Jews kick the ever-lovin’ shit outta them A-Rabs?! Fought for Six Days…”
Biblical! (Yay God! and Madison Ave…)
Then I learned to read (and listen)
Point is:
I, as most of us (I hope) want the killing to STOP. It hit ‘Home’ today when I went to buy a beer. There were Palestinians in the road… In Memphis America! They were not happy. Unhappy Palestinians. Goddamn Right! They were unhappy! In Memphis!
I do not blame them. I am not happy either, but that said, Israel has some right to defend… don’t they? If you would like to argue, I welcome that, as I, more than some of you out there, have lived on both sides of that pond. And on both sides of that issue.
I have driven through Gaza. Too many times. I have seen the refugee camps. The poverty.
And I had intimate sex (is there any other kind?) with an Israeli Sabra, of Yemenite ‘distraction’ (i.e., she was Arab: Arab Jew) More than twice… Yet that sex did not prejudice me… (Well, maybe it did… just a little)
Putting sex aside, I know some politic, especially when it comes to Israel and Islam.
I have been on both sides.
Call me out, yet consider that I am foremost and always just a simple Texan.
So, be nice (or not)
Peace