Rhyme Over Reason

I vote STAND, then hasten to add

Lest multiple czars I do make mad

Apprehending so little bravery

‘Tis rhyme merely cautionary

Not Rebel Will with which it grapples

But distinction of our own Bad Apples

The smallest percent of a little fraction

A dreadful Few without compunction

Enfants Terrible, Elite Internacional

Nepotism, cronyism, parent and pal

Cliquish and clannish, cloaked in deceit

Greed beyond measure, limitless conceit

The Haves who honorably earned their wealth

‘Stead of watching fortunes frittered by stealth

Would better cut bait with the Robber Barons

The O’Neals, Geithners, Exxons and Paulsons

A proud rich class known for excellent endeavor

Will smite derelict few if they’d gain mass favor

To what advantage protect the Kingpins

Whose names will fall in history’s dustbins

In the fullness of time and underling rage

When blame is memorialized on the page

The best and brightest, the richest and statesmen

Can circumvent the pitfall of guilt by association

Deliver the Bad Guys unto public ire

Cast cloak and dagger upon the pire

Success and wealth are not crimes or offenses

But Crooks hogtie Achievers with their defenses

Not class against class but classes against classless

If phoenix-like, Reason would arise from the ashes 

Wisdom holds that one man’s trash is another man’s treasure

Scavenger hunting and treasure hunting, the twain shall meet

To rouse Fearful from cowardice and Privileged from pleasure

Discreet the feat is heat to feet in tandem with repeating treat. 

Independence is a thing of the past

Co-dependence is more fashionable

Erosion of liberty is breakneck fast

White collar crime is pardonable.

Ask not whether the Elite is favored

Fear not world order or total control

Know freedom is differently flavored

For Rulers than for those on the dole.

Count handouts as if they are blessings

And count blessings as if they are facts

Submit to the courts, defer to the kings

Sit down, shut up and pay your taxes.

Little Rahm Emanuel, dancer cum banker

Loyalties divided, a chip on his shoulder

Declares citizens orphaned from La Familia

With nary a word from our elusive Militia.

Inquisitive minds with penchants for survival

Are obliged to ponder the lack of upheaval

How could it be that Rednecks and Bad Asses

Mildly witness subjugation of their classes?

Sexists, Chauvinists, Pricks and Patriarchs

Have bites that little resemble their barks

Why would the manliest of American men

Stand down in the face of brazen oppression?

A riddle most worthy, an answer most pressing

Without populist force, it’s all window dressing

Conspicuous consumers and Suburbanites

Are the tippers of scales in civilized fights.

There are Unprepared millions of single women

And yang to yin, millions of Prepared single men

Grown remote from the society they would save

Fighting for freedom to a lonely early grave.

If Free Radical unions were commonly joined

And Patriot Partnerships were widely coined

For financial savings and emotional supports

Think efficient and felicitous Way Cool Forts.

Economies of scale never gather to One

It’s garishly plain, one by one we’re undone

Survival and resistance are team endeavors

Endgame forgives mixing business with pleasures.

One-night stands, steady girlfriends, long-haul wives

I propose matching singles will enhance many lives

Associations of couples, akin to a Firm

The better to ride out America’s shit storm.

By fours and by sixteens, by eighties or eights

Economy in numbers, safety at the gates

Biblically speaking, it’s a time for group worship

If it’s secular bullshit, think Entrepreneurship.

Whether all hell breaks loose or order is restored

Camaraderie and good cheer are meantime reward

Split the cost, share the risk, have some sex, get some sleep

Vowing watchful defense for each other to keep.

Of those who did perish with the Titanic sunk

Who suffered least were getting laid or getting drunk

A run for their money, a fright to their senses

Lies in a generalized mending of fences.

Should Reason in governance finally prevail

And a Patriot Partnership has known travail

A built-in expiration date set from the start

Will sound business practice trump unruly heart.

If a Baby Bang follows, that’s all to our good

The next wave of shopping, from houses to food

Beside our pitiful divorce rate of fifty percent

Rebel unions will be as winsome by accident

Prosperity and posterity, I spy focus

In Patriot Matchmaking Hocus Pocus

I spy another in rest and recreation

Destination spots for the family vacation.

Outdoors and hooked up, with acreage for training

Marksmanship and skillz whether sun, snow or raining

A place to swap stories and bring current the news

A haven for our like-minded to ward off the blues.

Their hotels, planes and restaurants will flounder

If the Coach class reverts to camping out yonder

With S’mores and War Stories by  campfire’s glow

Patriot Hideaways, kinda like Bohemian Grove.

Insipids and Inciters argued well into the night

Insipids said ‘Let’s wait and see,’ Inciters said ‘Let’s fight’

Grievances Inciters held, a list too long to read

Hope was what Insipids held, at last they all agreed. 

Liberty Lovers and Liars met on a summer morn

Liberty Lovers told Liars of a revolution born

Liars told Liberty Lovers of a black mark by their names

Liberty Lovers told Liars to cease their Bully games.

Politician and Proletariat assembled on the lawn

Proletariat stood firm and stared Politician down

Politician told Proletariat that his work would get the axe

Proletariat told Politician that the same would go for Tax.

Suburbanites and Senators smiled across a gleaming table

Senators told Suburbanites ‘Go home while you’re still able’

Suburbanites told Senators it was they who would go home

Suburbanites told Senators ‘This is America, not Rome.’

Deciders and Defiers squared off on Labor Day

Defiers said Deciders would now have to skulk away

Deciders said Defiers would each one be thrown in jail

Defiers told Deciders they’d be posting no more bail.

False Hoods and Freedom Fighters faced each other in the dark

After Falseness upon Falseness, there’d be Freedom in the park

False Hoods relied on bodyguards conflicted by their conscience

Freedom Fighters without fanfare did put end to all the nonsense.

It matters not if you run for office

Merely thinking of it proves that you care

Blanket assurances more than suffice

Hit us up ‘til every wallet is bare.

Irrelevant our human history

It’s obvious you’re unlike all others

We applaud the endless pleas for money

We’d give more if we had our druthers.

We dismiss our past and defy the odds

Probability theory is boring

No chance that you’ll become DeLays or Dodds

We are touched by your ceaseless imploring.

At last we have candidates we can trust

Even more if they elect not to run

Where governance makes compromise a must

Fundraising abbreviated is Fun.

Listen not to calls for animation

Disregard track records of malfeasance

Forget the drama of revolution

Politicking is a marathon dance.

Step lively in donating hard earned coin

Rest easy about war chest and coffer

Fundraising is THE collective to join

The ultimate no strings attached offer.

Send them your dollars and send them your cents

It’s the thing of paramount consequence

Cut to the chase, dispense with all pretense

Temples sans moneychangers is nonsense.

Sages say love makes the world go around

But money is what keeps it on axis

Skeptics and cynics and cheapskates abound

Send everything but what will pay taxes.

The bulk let us give to politicians

Wheeling and dealing do not come cheaply

Give extra to sexists and patricians

Though men got us into this shit deeply.

Fuzzy Wuzzy was a bear
Fuzzy Wuzzy had no cash
Fuzzy Wuzzy wasn’t bullish
Was he?

How much tax
would a TaxMan tax
if a TaxMan could tax Man?

He’d tax all the tax
that a TaxMan could
if a TaxMan could tax Man.

There was a crooked man who walked a crooked mile

He found a crooked sixpence upon a crooked stile

He bought a crooked cat that caught a crooked mouse

And they all lived together in a crooked little house.

There was a crooked house that sat a crooked session

They found a crooked billion and learned a crooked lesson

They bought some crooked men who clocked some crooked hours

And they all lived together in their crooked little towers.

There was a crooked Dog who ran a crooked race

He found a crooked party that wore a crooked face

He bought a crooked office and a crooked Administration

And we all fought each other in a crooked little nation.