Free Press vs. Fake Prez ~ 1 Quick Limerick #055

 

Dedicated to CNN journalist Kaitlan Collins

 

The fake prez loathes and gags the real free press,
Sure signs of an autocrat, rude, rudderless,
If he had conscience free, clear,
He’d not feel need to flee, fear,
Scribes’ Qs would not cause him any distress!

 

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Check out this earlier version of Limerick #055…

The fake prez loathes and gags the real free press,
Their valid questions cause him much distress,
If he had conscience free, clear,
He’d not feel need to flee, fear,
All he’s been hiding can’t be odorless!

 

 

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See What Lurks Behind The Flag ~ 1 Quick Limerick #053

 

Wrong rightwing climate change now is in season,
Thoughts of too many, too much, defy reason,
Folks who’ve been brainwashed by FOX,
Can’t see the huge paradox,
Of a flag hugger prez hugging high TREASON! *

 

 

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* Check out this earlier version of #053…

 

Wrong rightwing climate change now is in season,
Thoughts of too many, too much, defy reason,
Just what could ever be stranger,
Than folks who never see danger,
Of backing a fake prez committing high TREASON!

 

 

My Lemon “Harangue Pie” Blogs

 

As I first opened my eyes during this new day’s predawn hours… still seated at and slumped over my desk… several things did come to mind…

• Hey, I’m still alive! That must mean You-Know-Who hasn’t Tweeted the entire human race into an early grave (of course… long sigh… the day is still young).

• A laptop’s touchpad certainly is a lousy substitute for a pillow.

• My reawakened computer, has confirmed that last night’s pre-bedtime, blogging intentions had been for naught… had only netted me some much needed, desktop shuteye and this morning’s blank, white screen with a blinking cursor.

• Hmmm… come to think of it… it’s a wonder my nose hadn’t accidentally typed in something such as…

“zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz”

Anyway, while stretching and exhaling my long audible yawn (just now), I am now well rested and ready to blog onward. And all preliminary kidding aside, I do need to get serious…do need your help in unravelling a blogging paradox.

A big part of this conundrum begins with my blog content. To say the very least, for most folks, liking my subject matter is an acquired taste. To say a bit more, I don’t expect everyone to stomach a steady diet of what I have little choice but to report on… i.e., America’s deplorable, politically polarized reality. Most of my blogs do wind up being akin to sour lemons. Or… to engage in some (intentional) malapropism…

To find my lemon “harangue pie” blogs tasty? As I’ve already said, that’d be an acquired taste.

Now, here’s where that worrisome paradox comes into play.

Astounding but true, in spite of the “lemons” I’m still attracting new followers. That must mean what? They actually LIKE lemon “harangue pie”? What other reason could there be for their wanting to follow me, right?

Yet, while they’re able to find my “FOLLOW Button” they rarely, if ever, locate and click any of my blogs’ “LIKE buttons”. Perhaps they’re simply forgetting to click the latter?

Curiouser and curiouser, beyond the WordPress notifications informing me of the increase in my follower tally, I virtually never hear from these new followers again! Perhaps they’re content with just reading / listening to my stuff… not interested in more active participation?

Whatever may actually be happening here, I think I speak for the vast majority of my WordPress compatriots when I say that, were the situation reversed, we would not be following anyone with unlikable posts.

Of course, the phrase “not liking my posts” could also mean “hating my posts”… maybe up to the point of hating me? Wanting to keep close tabs on me? To what end? Considering how too many folks residing within my severely, politically fractured homeland are being emboldened by the hostility of their hero… the Oval Office “Hater-In-Chief”… how that bully does egg them on to the point of committing violent acts on his behalf… well… you can see why I’ve used the word, “worrisome”.

Perhaps I’m reading too much into this?
(I sure hope so.)

So, have any of you ever experienced this instantaneous, “follow and forget” phenomenon? I’d sure welcome your thoughts re this matter. Perhaps your input will also help me determine the correct “A” to the following “Q”…

Perhaps… out of my concerns for my own personal safety… I should pull the plug on this site?
(I sure hope that answer is no.)

Could I be content with merely expressing myself offline… i.e. go the word document blogging route? I doubt I’d find such a transition easy considering how I’ve been blogging under various screen names and a sundry of avatars for the past twelve years… how I’ve stood atop my past street corner soapboxes / platforms over at MySpace, Xanga, Blogger and… of course now do the same… at present… here @WordPress.

Well, whatever my decision, I want all of you kindly souls, who actually read my prose, poetry and listen to my BlogCasts to know that I do appreciate you. I welcome your honesty, too… i.e. your NOT clicking the “LIKE” buttons unless you actually find my posted content to your liking. It is via your guidance that I’ll become a much better blogger, be able to fine-tune my content, maybe inspire more reader input/dialogue and even grow my readership.

Naturally, a small readership does have plenty of pluses, too. I do treasure the approximately one dozen of you who are taking the time out of your busy lives to regularly read and listen to my posts… your openmindedness is what makes each and every one of you all the more special to me.

To be sure, quality… not necessarily quantity… is what oft matters the most in life.

 

 

How To Spell Strong Correctly (One Quick Limerick #046)

 

NarcissistMan thinks he’s strong? Let’s rethink!
His heart of stone boasts barbed wire / chain-link,
He burns bridges, builds walls,
Promotes partisan brawls,
All that is strong, here, is his admin’s stink!

 

 

With Friends Like That… Yadda… Yadda… Yadda…

 

Occam tells us that the easiest explanation is generally correct. IF… and that is a BIG IFIF so… THEN Donald Trump has proven his Singapore Summit, wheeling and dealing to be wildly successful. IF his inked agreement with Kim Jong Un actually turns out to be legit and far more than mere photo-op / fake news, THEN they’ve both eased the threat of nuclear annihilation and our thanks are in order.

YET… long sigh… who, of good conscience, could ever forget Trump’s hero worship of all things autocratic and his abysmal lack of ethics, empathy and relevant education. Such chronic character flaws mean that virtually everything he’s ever said and done instantly inspires both justifiable outrage and skepticism. Let’s flesh that out…

How is it even possible for two, hotheaded heads of state to suddenly… to miraculously… kiss and make up? Lest anyone forget, it was scant weeks ago when these very actors had stumbled onto the world stage to hose it down with testosterone… childishly compare the size of their “nuclear buttons” (vis-à-vis their manhood)… unconscionably and ignorantly threaten an-everybody-loses nuclear war, which could’ve downgraded humankind to irradiated cremains buried beneath mega-tonnage of radioactive rubble AND re-purposed our home world to that of an unmarked global graveyard and gigantic chunk of worthless, galactic real estate.

Were we to categorize all of that pre-summit era posturing as playacting, then both bad actors had turned in 5-star, Academy Award winning performances. BUT… lest that ever go to their heads… they had better not expect any thinking people to ever give them a standing O accompanied by boisterous yells of “Encore! Encore! Encore!”

Folks, it’s tough not to suspect yesterday’s summit-goers of collusion, too. After all, they are… politically speaking… strange bedfellows. Kim Jong Un revels in his role as the political strongman / international bogeyman. And there’s nothing fear monger Donald Trump loves more than trotting out such a exploitable, willful opponent / commodity. Furthermore, what better way to make yesterday’s negotiations appear more dramatic… more arduous than… in all likelihood…they had actually been?

Perhaps worse yet was… to borrow DJT’s own catchphrase… the ubiquitous fake news… most of it “courtesy” of the right wing dominated, MSM sycophantic propagandists. Always on hand to do the “prez’s” bidding, these storytellers did gin up that pre-Singaporean drama… you know… all of that “Is the summit off or on?” crapola / hoopla. It’s fair to point out that since the fake news occurred prior to the summit… it likely continued yesterday… and will continue to do so, unabated… in all our tomorrows to follow.

SIDEBAR: I don’t know about you, folks, but as I type out this blog, it feels as if I’m peeling away the layers of an onion. All that’s missing is the tear inducing chemical syn-propanethial-S-oxide. Of course… that’s not to say my pondering over today’s sorry state of politics won’t induce tearing later… i.e., once I post this blog. END SIDEBAR

Tearing away the next layer… let’s explore how DJT hasn’t really had anything meaningful to show for his first 500+ days in office. As such, he’s been desperate to secure something… anything… even remotely resembling a victory… even a diplomatic coup which, btw, conflicts with his chickenhawk nature. So, would any of us be shocked by the possibility that he may’ve even secretly granted KJU some extraordinarily unpalatable, inconsistent to core American values concessions… that he might’ve even sweetened the pot… by offering oodles of dirty cash-o-la and/or a “date” with a porn star? Or two? Or more? After all, what corrupt, billionaire businessman would not have easy access to both?

So… did hobnobbing with DJT bolster KJU’s status? Did the Korean dictator successfully manipulate his manipulator? Did these two autocrats truly become friends?

Returning to Occam… the easiest explanation is usually correct. In other words… whomever dares to deal with Donald J. Trump will drown in his swamp / suffocate in his stench, rarely win AND won’t have a snowballs chance in hell of ever being his best buddy.

If Kim Jong Un harbors any doubts, all he need do is ask for character references from any of America’s now ex-allies… the half dozen world leaders, who Trump had totally alienated and abandoned during 2018’s Canadian G-7 summit.

 

 

To Sum Up Da Summit (One Quick Limerick #045)

 

Nuclear nuts to meet! “Baggage” in tow!
Could Summit talks, forestall mushroom clouds’ glow?
Ol’ Grumpy’s goals? DO NOT grumble!
O’er tie / tongue? DO NOT stumble!
The expectations bar has been set low!

 

 

Who Is He? / Who He Is! (One Quick Limerick #044)

 

He’s bankrupt of values and brimming with vanity,
He batters* less fortunate with inhumanity,
He’ll smooch alt-right / gun nut rump,
On free press / speech, He’ll take dump,
He suffers from ignorance and/or insanity.

 

* try subbing in the word “bullies”