The Night Before Christmas, 2016

’Twas the night before xmas, and all through Trump Tower
The underlings dreaded the Three AM hour
They knew that their boss, on his gold-plated shitter
Was busy composing some insult on Twitter
(Since no one would dare to sequester his phone
While he sat on his crapper, he’s safely alone)
And no one—not family, and not secret service—
Could stop him (which made all the underlings nervous). [Read more…]

Still Here. Still Alive.

I know, I’ve been quiet. I figured the last thing people needed was another privileged voice, so I have been doing much more reading and listening. Wednesday my students were in shock, and in tears. Cuttlespouse didn’t eat for 2 days, didn’t leave the house until yesterday. It’s depressing… and we are *not* amongst the groups specifically in the GOP’s crosshairs. So I’m not going to tell anyone “it will be ok”, and I am not going to tell anyone to “give him a chance”. [Read more…]

The Trump Surrogate

He’s razor-sharp, or even keener,
Calm and cool is his demeanor;
Ranting “Neener, neener, neener!”
Never was his style;
Poised and thoughtful, his debating,
Never stoops to low berating,
Turns aside barbaric hating
Merely with a smile.
Logic is the tool he uses,
Striking when and where he chooses;
Quick and strong, he never loses–
Always wins the prize;
Ready for a rough-and-tumble
Sure of foot; he’ll never stumble.
Through it all, remaining humble…
Problem is, he lies. [Read more…]