Comparison Theory

Politics without comparison

would make for a far less

hostile and egomaniacal landscape,

as the press will pit red against blue—

it seems as long as ratings are on the rise—

until no man is left standing,

so that we’re all watching the Donkey drown

and ignoring the Elephant in the room.

Our Current Social Dilemma

We went from public displays of affection

Straight to public displays of everything

Now leaving nothing to the imagination

Embracing it all, then apologizing for it after.

It’s like some convoluted social stream of consciousness

That forms a figure eight of disingenuous pandering

One which tastes to a choir of social unrest

Like change, its value null, when in reality it’s all just

As sad and dull as high school sex.

The Presidential Debate

You’ll see what you want to see

and believe what you already believe

so, eh, yah—

what more is there to say about the

Presidential Debate?

Picking Daisies

I know Matt Whitaker
I don’t know Matt Whitaker

Except, here’s the thing.

We’re not picking daisies
Mr. President
you’re running the country
Mr. President
and you don’t even know who you know?
Mr. President

America is not one of your companies.
America is not your next big deal.
America is not another bankruptcy for you to cash in on.

Mr. President
we’re not picking daisies,
but if we were
she’d love you not.

War and Politics.

“You’re a liar.”

“No, you’re a liar.”

“I know you are but what am I?”

“Real mature, Dick!”

“Can’t we just play War already…”

“Wow!  You really are a Dick.”

“What?”

“We almost had them fooled, jerk.”

“I know you are but what am I.”