“Drink a can of Fuck Those Guys and keep going.”
–@Ali_Davis
It’s all gone downhill
so quickly,
water running from a sieve.
SCROTUS has alienated our allies
and inflamed our enemies.
His screwball North Korean counterpart,
like another third
of the Three Stooges,
threatens to shower us with radiation,
while the Russians,
fed up, threaten him
with golden shower kompromat
if he doesn’t give them
what they want.
He gives new meaning
to the words
loose cannon,
shooting off his mouth indiscriminately
with more lies
than all the rugs in a Middle Eastern bazaar
since taking office.
The independent investigation
drags on, threats of Mueller’s firing
like the sword of Damocles over us.
We hang on every tidbit of hope, while
each day brings new chaos, new fear.
Even the stalwart among us are flagging.
Yet so little has changed.
Campaign promises are just as fungible
as reality. We are governed
by those who cannot govern,
who sat on their thumbs for eight years
obstructing our every move
until there was suddenly nothing
to push against
and they all fell down.
Leaderless, demoralized,
the other side dithers, endlessly
Monday-morning-quarterbacking
the lost election
while SCROTUS holds another rally
for the next one.
What now? What next?
Wake me when it’s over.
This sitcom sucks.
–September 7, 2017
