Dog Poet Transmitting…….
Well there’s Ronald McDonald. There’s Donald Duck and then there is ‘The Donald’, who is kind of like a combination of the first two, with some pieces missing. He’s inspiring in a way. I now believe that if I went out on the streets of this town and shot somebody in the face, I wouldn’t lose any readers. Of course there would be a downside to the whole affair.
Today I wound up at one of those sites, a pro-Donald site and there were all these people extolling the virtues of The Donald. They were talking about how honest he is and how- nobody could buy him off because he has his own money- and the bankers hate him (uh huh). It is almost like this has never happened before and, truth be told, it has happened over and over again.
They’re whooping it up in the back room of the Malamute Saloon, singing a ragtime tune, baying like loons at the full of the moon, while the dish runs away with the spoon. The truth is that the man is a perfect expression of the times. After all the lies, deceptions piled upon deceptions and they keep on going like the Energizer Bunny; people just nod their heads. They are like Whiffenpoofs, flying in ever tightening circles, until they disappear up their own assholes. It’s classic. It’s tragic. It is unspeakably sad and there is nothing I can do about it except watch. There is no doubt in my mind that this man is a walking nightmare but there is a lot more to it than meets the eye and that is bad enough already.
Posted on January 30, 2016 by Boulderdash