Tag: trump

Trust and Obey?

There’s a new sheriff in town
I’ve heard he speaks loudly,
Carries a teeny tiny schtick
His minions denounce loudly,

Don’t mind his words
Just trust in his heart
But I’ve listened and looked
Can’t tell his intent apart
From the hate and the bile
He spews with such glee
If he expects obeisance
He won’t get it from me.

Trust and obey?
For there’s no other way?
To survive four years
Of a would be tyrant’s sway.
Pardon my dissent,
I’ll use reason and wit
Hide under the hedgerow
And gleefully resist.

Trending on Twitter

After Trump’s spokesdemon, Kellyanne Conway, introduced the term “Alternative Facts” on a Sunday morning news show, the hashtag #alternativefacts began trending on Twitter. And there were some doozies:




And then there’s this:


If Trump truly wants us to give him a chance then he needs to give truth a chance. Stop worrying about who has the biggest dick, I mean crowd, and begin the real job of leading our country. 

Peace, people.

Natalie Likes Me; She Really Likes Me

I follow Dixie Chicks’ outspoken lead vocalist, Natalie Maines on Twitter. My tweets to her generally go unacknowledged, but yesterday she liked one of my tweets. I feel like she just kissed my firstborn. 

Silent Running

As we enter the days of Trump, or as I’m inclined to think of them, The Doldrumps, here’s a little pre-apocalyptic fare from Mike and the Mechanics.

The video was cheesy, but the song always chilled me. 

https://youtu.be/HFaXHcVS33A
Silent Running

Take the children and yourself
And hide out in the cellar
By now the fighting will be closed at hand

Don’t believe the church and state
And everything they tell you
Believe in me, I’m with the high command

CHORUS
Can you hear me, can you hear me running?
Can you hear me running, can you hear me calling you?
Can you hear me, can you hear me running?
Can you hear me running, can you hear me calling you?

There’s a gun and ammunition
Just inside the doorway
Use it only in emergency
Better you should pray to God
The father and the spirit
Will guide you and protect from up here

CHORUS

Swear allegiance to the flag
Whatever flag they offer
Never hint at what you really feel
Teach the children quietly
For someday sons and daughters
Will rise up and fight while we stood still.

CHORUS (repeat 3 times)

Songwriters: Brian Alexander Robertson / Michael Rutherford

Marching FOR Women’s Rights

I marched in the rain
With thousands of
Like-minded people
My tears fell as I
searched for parking

Joyful that it was
IMPOSSIBLE given the
Number of women and men
Of ALL ages and colors
Who joined their voices

In support of women’s
Inalienable rights.
Democracy in action.
My ball gown was a poncho,
My stilletos, tennis shoes.

Trump, in your ivory tower,
Heed this, our cry:
Women’s rights are Human
Rights! Liberty for one;
Liberty for ALL.



My friend Julie and I were about midway in the long line of people that stretched from Railroad Park up the hill to Florida Agricultural and Mechanical University (FAMU). Estimates indicate more than a thousand people took to the streets to express our fervent plea that women’s rights and the rights of minorities be honored in this new administration.

Rain fell intermittently, but spirits were high. Nothing could dampen the glow of democracy in our midst. 

Columns

What will hold us up
When the columns have crumbled?
When the pillars fall?


We took for granted
Truths that no longer hold firm
Cracked foundations all.


Will we then be rocks?
Stanchions raised in proud protest,
Resistors indeed!

Where are the Heroes?

Where are the heroes?
Have they gone out of style?
I fear they’ve all fallen,
Victims to old King Vile

Where are the voices of dissent?
Have they been silenced?
Rebuffed by the bully from his pulpit
Neither fair nor balanced.

Where are the watchdogs?
Have they been blinded?
Given poisoned bits to calm their barks
No longer straining at the leash.

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Mistake 

Don’t 

Mistake me for a reasonable person. I’m too angry, too burned by the lies you’ve told carelessly.

How could you be so cavalier? The propaganda you’ve turned into incontrovertible 

Truths will be the end of us all. This is the way the world will cease, not with a bang, but a

Tweet. 

I’ve Been Thinking

I’ve been thinking dangerous thoughts, like how will I handle living under a trump

regime, and how will I explain to my granddaughters that a man who publicly bragged

about sexually assaulting women was elected to the highest office in this great land?

I’ve been thinking about one person, one vote, and how the electoral college system

resulted in the unthinkable: a grossly unqualified reality television star as commander

in chief, all because a good many Americans chose to believe rumors about a woman,

while denying deplorable truths about a man. The patriarchy is alive and well here in River City.

I’ve been thinking that this country’s future rests now precariously in unstable hands,

Somewhere between the devil and the deep red sea. If this were a movie, our noble 

knight would arrive on a charging steed, blades flashing, intent on saving us from ourselves.

He’d best hurry. I’m losing heart, and this is no movie. But, still, I’ve been thinking.