The experts have devised a plan
To let us open schools [Read more…]
The Digital Cuttlefish
Since the music plays so briefly... Can you blame me if I dance?
The experts have devised a plan
To let us open schools [Read more…]
The President, a gormless ghoul,
Is sending children back to school
Where anyone (except that fool)
Can see what will result:
See, kids have always spread disease
They’ll bring a district to its knees
While Trump just tweets and tweets that he’s
Completely not at fault [Read more…]
With apologies to Ogden Nash, who did it first and better. [Read more…]
Although I do not like to boast
I sometimes get the itch:
I don’t eat avocado toast
And so I’m filthy rich. [Read more…]
It’s not that I’m a bigot
I just want my country safe
So stop it with those photos
Of the body of that waif
Yes, of course, my order bans him
From the USA, but damn…
It’s not that I’m a bigot,
But, of course, we know I am. [Read more…]
So… roughly 2 years ago I wrote about Bridgegate–the Chris Christie scandal, wherein he supposedly ordered underlings to shut down a bridge… wait, never mind, I wrote about it here: [Read more…]
They warned us of the taco trucks;
We gave precisely zero fucks. [Read more…]
I am one of the most privileged people I know. I have the privilege of looking at the election’s issues in the abstract; issues are often abstract to people in my fortunate position. No one is systematically killing people who look like me; cops’ eyes glide right off of me as I shop; my permanent birth control was simple and covered by insurance; nobody protests anything I do. It’s like I’m invisible–no, it’s like I’m protected by an invisible bodyguard of privilege. [Read more…]
If a baby doesn’t see it
It’s as if it never was—
It just vanishes, enveloped
By confusing, blooming buzz
There’s no trace of it remembered
So it never will be missed—
If a baby doesn’t see it
Then that thing does not exist [Read more…]
It’s tragedy, I won’t deny,
And everybody wonders “why?”
(They always do, when people die)
And argue… or discuss
The amateur forensics start;
His motives, actions, picked apart:
The hope is held, with all one’s heart
He isn’t “one of us” [Read more…]