Category Archives: Verse

Don’t Mess With Texas

The Obama administration is determined to destroy the economy of the United States through Cap and Trade, an enormous tax on energy that would drive the cost of energy sky high and cause many businesses to fail and jobs to be lost. The administration does not consider failed businesses and lost jobs to be a bug, but a feature, a sure-fire means to ensure the peaceful devolution of the United States from what it has been for over two hundred years to something more to Obama’s liking, a failed socialist state. The problem for Obama is that even a Democrat controlled Congress refused to pass a Cap and Trade bill, and so Obama has ordered the Environmental Protection Agency to enforce the provisions of Cap and Trade as if a bill has passed and was law. To this end the EPA has sent a letter to the states demanding fealty (read Subservience) to the EPA. The Attorney General of Texas has written back to the EPA telling them in no uncertain terms where they can shove their fealty and their demands. As President Bush used to say, Don’t mess with Texas. 

 

 

In Texas it is understood

When needed guys like John Bell Hood

And Sam and Davy come to join the fight

The Texicans don’t take no sass

The good old boys will rise en masse

They’ll grab their guns and dammit set things right

The EPA can send out rules

In crayon wrote by lefty fools

And order folks to do things they want done

There’s places that will knuckle down

And bow before Obama’s crown

But not in Texas cry each native son

 

 

Proposition 8

In California a Democrat appointed Federal judge named Vaughn Walker has ruled that his one vote outweighs the millions of votes of people who disagree with him on the subject of gay marriage. The judge has ruled that Proposition 8, calling for marriage to be defined as a union between one man and one woman, passed by the California legislature and the people of California and upheld by the California Supreme Court, is irrational and has no societal benefit. So that is where we are. One supremely liberal and some say homosexual judge can overturn the will of the people at a whim. We no longer have rule by the people through their elected representatives, and have not had such a society for a long time. We are ruled by a non-elected judiciary, and have been for the last fifty or sixty years. Elections matter. Vote Democrat and you get judges like Vaughn Walker, who believe deep in their beings, that they know best. It matters not that implementation of the ruling has been delayed. What matters is that this is just another example of judicial arrogance.

 

 

It matters not the Golden State

Supreme Court ruled one way

You simply find a federal judge

Who likes things nice and gay

The courts are not like they once were

Arbiters of the law

Today they rule their leftist views

Their partisanship raw

The left has truly left its mark

The law is what they say

The constitution was all right

But it has seen its day

The country once had solemn faith

That law would be upheld

Today the law is leftist law

The doomsday bell has knelled

 

 

Camel Farts

We left our two Arab friends from a previous post (What Have You Done For Me Lately) – August 18), discussing Obama by their desert fire and preparing for bed, undecided whose camel would be queen for the night. We find them the following morning around the breakfast fire still talking about Obama and how he has disappointed them and the entire Ummah.

 

I tell you sir, the first man said

He promised us the earth

He promised he would kill the Jews

He hasn’t proved his worth

I much prefer that Farsi guy

He’s nuts, I like his style

Not Arab, no, but that’s okay

He’s full of cunning guile

I quite agree, the other said

I’m disappointed too

You’d think a man who’s named Hussein

Would gladly kill the Jew

We’ve got to look for other guys

To lead us to the top

Not cheer us on one day and then

The next day tell us stop

I cannot stand a squishy man

No courage, no nor heart

I wouldn’t give him time of day

Or one small camel fart

And speaking thus of camel farts

The first man softly said

I know not what you feed your beast

But she farts all night in bed

 

 

The Scorpion And The Swimmer

Hamas and Hezbollah have rearmed to the point where Israel must certainly do something, if only in self defense. Between them they have over 100,000 short and medium range rockets capable of hitting every target in Israel, and await only the word from Iran to launch another round in the ongoing but undeclared war between Israel and Iran. Into this quagmire the United States has stepped, trying to resolve the unresolvable, insisting that the two sides sit down in a friendly fashion and hammer out their differences. But there is an ancient story in the Middle East about a scorpion and a swimmer. The story is being played out again, with the United States playing the part of the swimmer.

 

 

Let me climb upon your back

Said the scorpion with a smile

For I have business to discuss

Across this wide wide Nile

You can’t fool me the swimmer said

For once upon my back

You’ll raise your stinger in the air’

And launch a sneak attack

The scorpion recoiled in shock

How can you think it so

For if I do then I must die

Along with you I go

All right the swimmer said at last

And helped him climb aboard

And in the middle of the Nile

The rider drew his sword

And plunged it deep into the back

And killed the swimming beast

The scorpion said as he went down

Well, that’s the Middle East

 

 

What Have You Done For Me Lately?

President Obama is astonished that the Arab and Muslim world does not view him as anointed and holy, and is wonderfully perplexed that they see him as weak and vacillating, and above all a man of many promises who has not fulfilled any of them. They expected the first Muslim president to kill all the Jews for them, to cure the many ills caused by others that befall the worthy disciples of Mohammed, and in short, to deliver the West in general and the United States in particular, into their hands. In this he has failed, though not for lack of trying. Arabs, however, do not count trying as a virtue. They want results, and they want them now. 

 

 

The desert moon now shining bright

The camels tucked in for the night

The fire banked to just a glow

An Arab spat and said, you know

That hopey changey guy’s a fraud

He promised us that we’d be awed

By all the wondrous things he’d do

I haven’ seen a thing, have you?

The other Arab sighed and spat

He dissed the Jews, but what is that

He said that Palestine was ours

That he and all the other powers

Would force the Jews off of our land

But here we are, still pounding sand

No better off the first guy said

It’s late and time to go to bed

A little love before the snores

My camel now, tomorrow yours

 

 

The Mosque Of The Red Death

President Obams, in a speech delivered during the White House Ramadan dinner honoring Muslims, declared he was all in favor of building a mosque a few feet away from the site of the attack by Muslims on the Twin Towers that killed over 3,000 Americans. The only reason the Muslims want the mosque so close to Ground Zero, as everyone, including Obama knows, is to shove a sharpened stick into the eye of the Great Satan. But then, did not Obama promise us that in any dispute between us and the Muslims he would be on the side of the Muslims?

 

 

Blameless lives and silver planes

Buildings down in fiery rains

Muslims cheering in the streets

Glorying in Muslim feats

Now a mosque they wish to build

Near the site the bodies filled

Smiling slyly as they claim

We are not the ones to blame

Gentle lefties take the hands

Of the killers whose demands

Lefty leaders bow to grant

Sneering at the people’s chant

That to build there’s a disgrace

And are told to mind their place

We have news for those who would

Build a mosque where once there stood

Buildings filled with kin and friends

Whose killers now Barack defends

Build your mosque in New York town

Don’t be surprised when it comes down

Along with all the Muslim dreck

Who think they have the right to wreck

The lives and dreams of other men

The 52s will show them when

We’ve had enough of killer’s ways

The end is coming, count the days

 

 

The Narrative

The left has captured the cultural institutions. Marxist professors rule the universities, teaching kids the United States is evil. They own the media, newspapers today are a wholly owned subsidiary of the Democratic Party, printing the party line as fact. Hollywood paints the United States to the world as an evil, crime ridden, racist, imperialist society.  Democrats have apologized to the Japanese for everything from winning the war to burning their cites to dropping the atomic bomb, and we seem on the verge of doing more apologizing as our Secretary of State pays a visit to Japan. The left has over the past many decades developed and perfected the narrative: the United States wantonly, deliberately, criminally and entirely unnecessarily dropped atomic bombs on a peaceful and unsuspecting Japan.

 

 

The facts do not matter it’s image that counts

The narrative sees that the country’s guilt mounts

We clap and we cheer when we see rubble bounce

We slew ‘til resistance was stilled

We started the war for the promise of gain

And suffered no loss while inflicting great pain

We dropped bombs from skies like the soft falling rain

We cared not the children we killed

We poisoned the earth with our nuclear bomb

And watched people die with the greatest aplomb

Our battlefields looked like a latter-day Somme

And we slaughtered as only we can

We built silver bombers to fly through the night

And burn down the cities while claiming to fight

In defense of freedom so we had the right

To murder a peaceful Japan

 

 

‘BamaCare

The Democrats insist that public opinion doesn’t matter, that they know what is best for us, and just because we don’t like ObamaCare now doesn’t mean we won’t come eventually to like it.  Harry Reid says we’ll love it once we know what’s in it, which seems to be the Dems’ strategy: Pass a 1,200 page bill that nobody has read and tell us we’ll love it once someone gets around to reading it. The strategy of course, is to bankrupt the country then impose Marxist rule to solve the problem they created.

 

 

There’s much to like ‘bout ‘Bamacare

Said Harry Reid with a death stare

That told us all we need to know about

The lefty scheme to get us all

Into their clutches and in thrall

So deep that no one living can get out

They’ve gone too far that’s what I think

The whole damn thing is gonna sink

The left has played its card and come up deuce

In pushing Marx right down our throats

The people with their sacred votes

Will put them all on rafts and cut them loose

 

 

The Galactic Order

The universe is not linear. Each galaxy in each universe has a black hole at its center, and that black hole encloses its own universe with billions upon billions of galaxies, each galaxy with a galactic black hole, each galactic black hole with its own universe within. And so on, for the universe is infinite, as infinite as the Clockmaker who made it. From time to time a black hole expands and swallows its galaxy, while at the same time the universe within the expanding black hole is also expanding, meaning that an expanding universe is in the process of destroying someone else’s galaxy. Over the past seventy years or more the radical left wing of the Democratic party has replicated this infinite universe, creating black holes within black holes, entitlements within entitlements, partisan enclaves within partisan enclaves, always expanding, always destroying, all in the name of ideology and power. And when it can expand no further, like all bubbles it will burst. And when it bursts we will be swallowed by the black hole, with all we and our ancestors have lived and died for, our hopes and dreams for our children swept into the maw, leaving fiery trails in the night sky like a raging borealis.

 

 

Each galaxy has at its center

A thing where if you dare to enter

You can’t get out no matter what you do

A universe has umpteen billion

Black holes that are riding pillion

And each black hole has universes too

Those universes in their turn

Have black holes as we all shall learn

Ad infinitum is the word we seek

And this is what we have today

Black holes in which we throw our pay

To be doled out to those who’re in the clique

A universe without an end

A bureaucrat ‘round every bend

The lefties run a universe gone mad

A black hole formed for every group

There’s no guard on the chicken coop

And everyone just shrugs and says too bad

That universe will end one day

For entropy will have its way

And when it’s gone we know who’ll pay the bills

Till then our socialistic state

Will carry on till it’s too late

In meantime it’s a rifle and the hills

 

 

The Little Man Who Wasn’t There

There have been several influential essays recently arguing that the United States is ruled by a left leaning ruling class, mostly Ivy Leaguers, whose world view is completely different in many ways from the world view of ordinary Americans. Others say this argument in absurd, that America has no ruling class, and even if it did, the left is so divided among itself as to be incapable of ruling anything. It’s like the little man upon the stair. Is he there or isn’t he? I submit he is there, because we see him.

 

 

I saw a man upon the stair

A smiling face and well-coiffed hair

Bearing every lefty ware

Intent on spending cupboards bare

But then again we must be fair

They do not rule but only care

Call them lefties if you dare

But the thorns of life they bear

Heavy burdened, patience rare

Breathing noble freedom’s air

Dragging sinners from their lair

Climb aboard, you’ve paid the fare

Flag draped clothing they may wear

Constitutions they may tear

We’ve seen the man upon the stair

Though some would say he isn’t there