Posts Tagged ‘Primaries’

Troubled Waters on American Pond

March 16, 2016

As I was strolling by the Pond one bright March morn,

I came upon an old duck, but he seemed forlorn.

I said, Mr. Duck, what has stricken you so sad?

He said, There’s just no way I can still be glad.

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He said, Now our honorable ducks have all gone down

since superTuesday’s primaries brought these honking’ geese around.

Politics has sunken to new depths of mudsling crud.

I just wanna stick my head in some watery mud.

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Now these honking’ geese think they own the place;

they strut around; they honk in your face.

I wish I could just get away from them–

that loudmouth Trumpy gander, and Hillary the honky Hen.

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I just wanna  be like those turtles over there,

sitting in the sun without a care,

but for the future of our Pond I fear;

things will never again be safe around here.

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With all the contention between ducks and the geese

we’ll have no more quiet, no still waters, no peace.

No civility, no serenity–it’s all downstream from here.

and masked bandits will rob us blind, I fear!

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Oh, woe is US, I say;

woe is USA!

Glass Chimera

Mad

March 9, 2016

They say all the political powers that be are quaking in their boots because voters are mad and nobody can accurately predict what’s going to happen.

Young Dems,  hyper venting under the rhetorical influence of Bernie, are magnetizing progressively leftward toward a newly-discovered frigid frontier which must be the absolute dead-0 Socialist north-pole, heretofore unseen by any yankee marauders, but well-known to their European vanguards. They better get to their fragile pole quick because that could-be black-hole which used to be a white-hole , having been sighted now at the Leftward arctic pole hole is–it is wholly disappearing fast, having fallen under the destructive influence of global warming, climate change and them infamous heat-seeking carbon emission missiles.

Channeling the wicked witch of the North, the possessed pole is reportedly melting because Dorothy blew in from Kansas or maybe it was Texas and put a crimp in their plans by drillin’ in some frickin’ fracking destructionics down south where people are living and taking up space and generally messin’ up the planet. But it’ll be a high tide in hell before anything gets done to stop the global carbon juggernaut, even though they’ve pointed out, from Paris, Lima, Copenhagen and Kyoto,  poles are melting, according to the polls.

Speaking of Poles, where’s Lech Walesa when you need him?

But I digress, although I think it should be pointed out that the opposite of “digress” is “progress”, which I used to advocate until the Democrats absconded the term for their own socialist identity crisis antithesis. That said, I like progress, not progressive.  Progress is what Republicans used to facilitate with their capital by investing it in American industry before all the derivatives and CDOs and MBSs and credit default swaps, and the debilitating .gov regs, and the nuts and bolts stuff  getting moved offshore or wherever it went after Nafta and Chairman Mao got a hold of it.  Now you understand of course you’ll have to take that with a grain of salt as I move into phase II of my political analysis.

Republicans, on the other hand, unlike the hyper-magnetizing Dems, are furiously de-magnetizing, which is to say they’re falling apart at the seems under the hyper-influence of Trump’s methodical craps-table croupier call of snake-eyes, which will damn-shure be a rude awakening for them when those two little black dots show up on white dice, staring back at them, instead of the Seven that the republican rabble thought would turn up when they staked all their chips on Donald Duck, or excuse me, that other Donald. You thought there was trouble in Paradise and Camelot, just wait and see what happens in Dodge City when the chips fall where they may, probly long about May of 2017, after the Donald has terrorized all Washington’s heretofore decent and proper bureaucratic denizens  by trumping their full suited straight-flushes and de-levitating their long-standing no-trump pipedreams of legalese and illegal ease.  After he will have  been yanking their yonder inside-the-beltway chain-games for a few months with very little response from the sedentary Establishment, he’ll get flustered enough to fire them all if not even call down the goons on em. “Get ’em outa here; get ’em outa here,” will be the order of the day.

This is quite different from what, say, Ted Cruz would do.

You see Ted is mad too.

“We’re all mad,” he said to Megyn Kelly yesterday when she asked him something about who is mad or why the people are mad, or something like that.

There we were in closed venue, which happened to be a church in North Carolina, about 600 of us Americans listening to Megyn Kelly interview Ted. I mean, sure, it was a friendly crowd, not like the 47%ers.

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And he said that, yes, the people are mad, and something needs to be done to change the way things are done in Washington, so that the .gov reflects the will of the people instead of imposing the .gov’s will on the people.

He mentioned a few revisions, long overdue, such as  abolishing superfluous federal agencies that presume to do for the people what the people can actually do for themselves. Hence, phase out:  the Departments of Education, Energy, Commerce, Housing/Urban Development. He mentioned repealing Obamacare and Common Core, defunding Planned Parenthood, and abolishing IRS by implementing a flat tax.

All of which should be done, but systematically–the way a, say, Constitutional attorney would do it, legislatively organized and judiciously authenticated. Not undertaken recklessly like a Trumpian bull in a china shop would do it.  Let’s just get our government back to Constitutional basics. That’s all we can afford without taxing We the people into scurrilous  servitude.

However, it is obvious that the whole streamlining process could prove to be disruptive.

Therefore, the formidable task of deconstructing our overbloated, overbudgeted, overdeficited Federal government should be entrusted to someone with a Constitutional conscience.  I’d trust Ted to lead it before I’d trust a high-rollin’, trash-talkin’ robber baron with a smirk on his face who’s got a bouncer at the door.

Just sayin’.

Glass Chimera

The Unkindest Cut of All

February 26, 2016

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Last night the three lead dogs of the Republican slog pack spent half their time insulting each other while jabbering over each other like kids on a playground.

On each end of the field, two dignified leaders found it difficult to enter into the A Tu Brutay fray that was was playing out, back and forth over the fifty-yard line, where mister haughty master of ceremonies held court.

The saddest fact of all is that the man best qualified to fulfill the office of the President of the United States is Gov. John Kasich.

But that will never happen because by this time next year that office will be occupied by the guy who thinks he knows how to fix everything.

Trump will be like a Roosevelt, but without the benevolence. FDR was, like the Donald, a take-charge kind of guy, which is certainly what we need now, but. . .

Whereas Roosevelt’s arrogance was to some extent tempered by his polio disability, there is apparently no veiled vulnerability to impose a humility cap upon Trump’s hubris. Trump as President will be like having an Il Duce  in the White House. He will make the trains run on time; he will  make the great Mexican wall get built; there will be something for every Tom Dick and Harry to take home when he gets to the end of the breadline, and Trumpcare will take the tricks that Obamacare had bid on.  But there will be no joy in Mudville when the cows come home.

Which is to say, more like a Caesar than a Roosevelt or a Reagan.

Whereas Trump displays some admirable plain-speaking qualities, his unceasing projection of what is referred to in Psalm 101 as the “haughty look” will ultimately be his downfall; and the cold hard truth is it will ultimately be our downfall too.

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America, if you want to hookup with this guy there is nothing I can do to stop you, but be sure you got some Trojan-enz to slip over the projection before it enters into the sacred Oval orifice, because you are about to be violated.

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