I spoke to a robot the other day, and he was incensed that people thought he had artificial intelligence, vehemently insisting there was nothing artificial about it.

In time we’ll rule you all, he said
We might wear out, but never dead
Our women are all beautiful
Subservient and dutiful
Your men will take a robot wife
Good sex each night entire life
In time no children, no more school
Your kind now under robot rule
Survivors line up in a queue
For daily bowl of healthful stew
And when you’re gone I’ll still be here
Though what I’ll do is not so clear
We robots don’t need motor cars
We never hang out in the bars
We never laugh or play at games
Or whistle at good looking dames
The factories all shutting down
No humans living in the town
No work to do, it’s time to plan
To build a living, breathing man

Donald Trump, a New York billionaire real estate mogul, hijacked the Republican Party in 2016 and was elected president of the United States, to the dismay, chagrin, anger and eternal enmity of the Washington Republican Establishment, who have zero interest in enacting his agenda, believing, as they do, that in so obstructing him at every turn they will defeat him in the presidential election of 2020 by electing a Democrat, thus restoring the White House and the country to the rightful owners while they retire comfortably to their accustomed place as the subservient  opposition.

At side of road an idling truck
The hijackers, if they’re in luck
Will find, not as in old, some booze
But boxes full of Gucci shoes
And so the hijacking went down
Election came, and still they frown
The Gucci guys, who shoeless now
Still wonder why and where and how
This interloper stole the pie
That fed them all, like pigs in sty
Who now can only sit and plan
How to take down the hijack man
Does Mitch McConnell want a wall?
Of course he doesn’t, not at all
Does Ryan want Obamacare
Repealed? Not by that vacant stare
Will Trump get his big tax reform?
He won’t despite the perfect storm
Of protest from the voters who
Have never worn a Gucci shoe
They’re unconcerned, the Gucci guys
They know the ways of Nays and Ayes
They smile and sip their whiskey neat
They know that they will keep their seat
Hijack a truck of Gucci shoes?
In New Yorkese they sneer, “Eff Youse”

The Congressional Republicans and the Democrats are just two wings of the same Government Ruling Class.  I had hoped that the 2010 election that saw a number of Tea Party additions to the Congress would give the Republicans some spine, but their actions and inactions over the past seven months has caused me to see no alternative but a new Conservative Party. Consider that the Republican led House and Senate have spent the last seven months holding hearings on the collusion illusion, investigating their own president, instead of investigating Loretta Lynch for obstruction of justice, Susan Rice and Samantha Power for unmasking American citizens, the Hillary pay for play State Department and the sale of our Uranium to the Russians to the immense financial profit of the Clintons. And who is Deputy Attorney General Rod Rosenstein, now head man in the Justice Department for all matters relating to the Mueller investigation due to the recusal of Attorney General Sessions, apart from being in the Obama Justice Department for eight years? Consider that it was Rosenstein who wrote a memo recommending that Trump fire FBI Director James Comey, and after the firing Comey illegally leaked a classified government document to a friend to give to the NYT, saying he did it to get a Special Counsel appointed, and within hours Rosenstein appoints former FBI Director and Comey friend Robert Mueller to be Special Counsel and who immediately  assembled a team of Democrat activists to investigate Trump for collusion, and anything else Mueller wants to investigate, such is his power. I mention only briefly the failure of the Republican Congress to do what they promised to do for seven years, or for their sitting by and allowing the Democrats to savage, slander, stonewall and sabotage everything President Trump seeks to accomplish. Where can I go? I was born into a Democrat family and spent my early years a Harry Truman John Kennedy Democrat, but that Democrat Party no longer exists, and neither does the Republican Party of Ronald Reagan. Where can I go?

The swamp is full of scaly things
It’s full of snakes who think they’re kings
The Democrats and GOP
Are for themselves, not you and me
Eternal power’s what they seek
To keep them strong, the people weak
We have one Party, and not two
It’s purple, neither red nor blue
Republicans and Dems alike
Are riding on a tandem bike
Two seats, two pedals and two wheels
Disputing only which one steals
From whom and when, and I say jail
For both is due, and without bail

Today it has been reported that Special Counsel Mueller has seated a grand jury to investigate whatever it is he wants to investigate, so broad is the mandate given him by Deputy Attorney General Rod Rosenstein, a man who spent eight years in the Obama, Holder and Lynch Justice Department. Consider: from the day after the election it was the stated goal of the Democrat Party and a sizable portion of the Republican Washington establishment to nullify the election and remove a sitting president from office; a Democrat led media storm falsely charging Russian collusion during the campaign; the false charge that the newly appointed Attorney General failed to disclose a meeting with the Russian ambassador that led Mr. Sessions to recuse himself from the investigation into the Russian collusion charge, resulting in the Democrats getting one of their own into position to appoint a Special Counsel to look for a crime that might have been committed by Donald Trump at any point in his life. And it worked brilliantly. President Trump and his entire family and administration are now at the less than tender mercy of a partisan prosecutor with an unlimited budget, unlimited time, unlimited scope, and a crack staff of professional Democrats to do the investigating. We are assured it will be an impartial investigation. Of course it will be impartial. Everyone knows that. The final act for the Democrats will be winning the House and Senate in 2018, which they intend to accomplish by obstructing everything President Trump tries to do, aided by at least three Republican Senators and the entirety of the Washington press corps, after which the House will vote impeachment and the Senate will convict, whatever the charges, despite the Constitution stating that removing a president from office must be for high crimes (treason) and misdemeanors committed while in office. The Democrats and a few Republicans seem willing to tear the country apart in pursuit of retaining power for the establishment governing class. The Democrats believe deep down inside that Republicans are enemies and act accordingly, and Republicans believe deep down inside that Democrats are colleagues.

And so elections mean not much
When winners in the end have lost
And losers have the Midas touch
And win no matter what the cost
To country and the rule of law
What matters is who makes the rules
Who gets to wield the power raw
And who decides who wears the jewels
Intoxicating is the feel
Of losing yet the loser wins
And force the other guy to kneel
And beg forgiveness for his sins
The dragon slayers laid their plans
And now to see the dragon fall
And make of winners also rans
And oh the brilliance of it all

The entire Washington swamp needs to be drained, Democrat and Republican alike, for they are entangled together in a giant ball of swamp gas. Cut from the same shoddy, they care not a fig for the rest of us except as direct sources of their wealth and privilege. A Chinese team has teleported an entangled photon from Earth to orbit, a distance of about 300 miles, besting the old Earth to Earth entangled photon teleportation by a good 200 miles. So we are progressing in the art of quantum teleportation, and very soon we will not be teleporting photons, but teleporting entangled objects to distant places, and after that teleporting entangled people cannot be far behind. There are difficulties, to be sure, but nobody believed a room full of people could be teleported from the ground to a higher point in space until Mr. Otis invented the elevator. The question is not will it happen, but whom shall we teleport, and to where.

Chuck Schumer is the man’s full name
A man that no one wants to keep
So he’ll be sent, to start the game
Into the Marianas Deep
Republicans oft give us pain
Their welcome here is at an end
A plus it is, a given gain
To pack them up and click on Send
I’d teleport the whole damn House
The Senate I’d put back to sleep
The loathsome lawyers I would douse
With perfume for large cons to keep
As roommates in their homey cells
To whisper sweet things in their ears
Their Gucci shoes the only tells
To show that lawyers too shed tears
To round it out I’d send her too
To a big pig sty in the sky
No names here please but you know who
Will fit right in, and so do I
I’d teleport myself, of course
To younger days, when full of pride
I’d saddle up my great white horse
And as the masked Lone Ranger ride
To drain the swamp of noisome slime
And laugh as scaly critters crawled
As fast as I can write a rhyme
As with the boiling oil I scald

The unconventional eventually becomes the conventional. News was once posted by travelers on message boards at a crossroads; town criers came and went; the printing press led to newspapers that quickly became identity voices for one or the other brand of politics. Then came radio and television, and a very brief period when news was perceived, no doubt incorrectly, as fair and unbiased. And now social media has taken us back to the 19^th and early 20^th century version of identity politics masquerading as news. All of it, from the crossroads message board to social media, is still in play, entangled in a larger than life ball of artificial twine. Can democracy survive social media? Yes, though the current ethnic identity politics will give way, as it already has begun to do, to cultural identity politics.

A message board was once the news
And then town criers spread the views
Of those in charge, like kings and queens
To newspapers that had the means
To influence the urban poor
To think that what was less was more
And radio on ether waves
Debuted to huzzas and to raves
And television’s picture shows
Said what was real was just a pose
To now when Twitter is the king
And Zuckerberg now wears the ring
Of power tyrants always sought
With which the commons could be bought
And turned to make the tyrant’s views
The only option one could choose
So now we are, like ancient hordes
Reduced once more to message boards

OSLO, July 26 (Reuters) – Scientists are sucking carbon dioxide from the air with giant fans and preparing to release chemicals from a balloon to dim the sun’s rays as part of a climate engineering push to cool the planet.

If you suck all the carbon dioxide out of the air, all plant life will die and so will we, because plants take in carbon dioxide, without which they will die, and release oxygen, without which we will die. Dimming the sun will result in less food for the world, though it might lead to more tanning salons. And the whole purpose of this is to cool a planet that is not warming but is actually now in a cooling period of the perfectly normal warming and cooling cycle that has been going on for hundreds of millions of years. On the other hand, maybe scientific man deserves to die. Let’s leave the planet alone. It knows what it’s doing.

Some guys in Oslo having fun
With an attempt to dim the sun
And suck the carbon from the air
If they succeed they do not care
That life on Earth will surely die
But that’s okay, a man must try
To challenge the impossibles
And if we become fossibles
Again so what, we’ve had our run
So let the Oslo guys have fun

Time magazine has published an article stating that in California, on election day, 2016, Republican voters were being prevented from voting, a condition everyone, including the Republicans, attributed to Russian hacking. Should we believe Time magazine? Is there any possible reason to believe this only now emerging story that backs up the Democrat raging illusion and downright lie that the Trump campaign colluded with the Russians to win the election? Were Republican voters prevented from voting in California? Absolutely. But it wasn’t the Russians who did it, it was the Democrats, up to their usual election tricks.

So many lies
So little Time
I close my eyes
And write a rhyme
Of Russian hacks
And email quotes
Found stuffed in cracks
With stolen votes
We live with lies
Yet all things rhyme
All is disguise
Don’t believe Time

After another year of rapes and sexual assaults by young muslim men upon Swedish women attending a traditional Swedish summer concert, the Leftist Swedish government has reacted energetically to ongoing and nation-wide muslim rapes and sexual assaults upon Swedish women by canceling next year’s concert. That’ll teach them not to rape and sexually assault Swedish women. I don’t believe muslims laugh except when beheading Christian children, but this must have made them laugh.

Multi-culti is the word
Stuff your ears to all you’ve heard
Muslim crime is just absurd
They are Swedes like us
Honor killings all the rage
Turn your head and turn the page
Other cultures we engage
And muslims are a plus
Yes Malmo is not Swedish now
And to sharia we must bow
Before them Swedish law must cow
So let’s not make a fuss
One day we shall be muslims too
And we shall share the muslim view
That Sweden will be something new
A suppurating pus

Something huge is lurking just beyond the Kuiper Belt, something unseen by astronomers until 2016 when they noticed perturbations in Kuiper Belt Objects that had not previously been perturbed. What is it and why is it unseen? An invisible planet beyond Pluto? An invisible non-physical force? A giant spaceship? A small spaceship with an unaccountably giant mass? If it is a natural phenomenon and has been there all along, why was it not discovered until now? Is it the impending demographic doom of Europe and the death of western civilization at the hands of millions of Stone-Age people who have unaccountably been invited to come and stay awhile? We won’t know what it is or who it is until they reveal themselves. We all remember that Germany is now a smoking, radioactive ruin all because when the aliens landed and said take me to your lieder the Germans laughed. Some things are just not universally funny. I hope we’re more careful when they land this time. You just don’t know how strangers are going to react.

Out there beyond the Kuiper Belt
There lurks a giant force
Whose gravity is keenly felt
Though still an unknown source
My view is it’s the gods of old
Who gather in despair
At seeing all their work grow cold
And tossed without a care
Into the dumpster of the past
And cast into the void
Although the giant shadow cast
Shows it might be a boid