[Trump:] 'In general, something capable of making
a decisive difference when used at the right moment . . .'
The New Dictionary of Cultural Literacy, Third Edition
A baby boomer he remembers when America
was great. He saw its growth in world influence
watched a string of presidents operate, wars won,
ebb and flow. He was there when the rust belt
economy around the Great lakes collapsed,
when heavy industry, tired of union control,
moved to Mexico and he saw the blue collar
worker become poorer and poorer.
He witnessed globalisation, the outsourcing
of manufacturing, to neighbouring states
then globally. American jobs going east.
Saw Mexico grow wealthier, their poor
and wretched sneak across the Rio Grande
in their millions. Watched the black economy
grow, an economy that pays no taxes,
and does not contribute to health insurence
yet reaps the benefits of a social program.
And he saw China become a leading
manufacturing nation, develop
a nuclear cabability, launch space stations
and infringe at every opportunity all
agreements in a trade war. He'd made
his billions, he'd enjoyed numerous
women. He'll admit he's a letch, a grabber,
but they want it he says, they'll do anything
for money. They'll go on their knees
and bark like a dog just to get what I have.
He wanted to make president, but he knows
he has no vocabularly, he has a B.Sc.
in economics but he's not an intellectual.
Yet he's not stupid, he is savey, he can read
a balance sheet, understand a profit and loss
account, analyse statistics, demographics.
He'd worked out there is a sub class in America,
resentful, disenfranchised, forgotten, despised,
and they were to become his ticket to the White
House. Who says he's not clever.
He panders to that sub-class of loosers, the ones
that dropped out of college, with low I.Q.'s
who had lop sided parents, parents on drugs,
alcohol; into vice, crime, the ones brought
up in cities like Detroit. And there are the skilled
engineering technicians who can fix things, but
only if there is industry there with things to fix.
In his grandiose way, his Mussolini way,
his pout, his slicked over hair, his odd
waving of the hands, the puppet fingers
all forgiven for that promise of a job.
He knows deep down every worker wants
a woman like Melania, and other women
too, to play. Deep down they admire him.
The arty crowd and the feminists, the pervert
generation, and the murderous 'It's our Right'
they hate his guts, but who cares, he has another
hundred billion to make and he'll make it. He knows
there's fake news and he'll use that too, he knows
how to bully, the Chinese aint seen nothing yet.
He'll sack any advisor that get in his way and stop
their pension rights too. He's the John Wayne
of politics, a letch, a pervert, a raw so called
Christian that bends the rules even in religion,
but he might, just might make America great again.
To Win at all Cost
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Re: To Win at all Cost
Frank---
burn this.
a polemic, political and not memorable.
review the entertaining and original poem i listed for Kate Tempest.
here...Kate on winning....
See – he’s less the tights and garters – more the sons demanding answers from the absence of their fathers.
The hot darkness of your last embrace.
He’s in the laughter of the night before, the tightened jaw of the morning after,
He’s in us. Part and parcel of our Royals and our rascals.
He’s more than something taught in classrooms, in language that’s hard to understand,
he’s more than a feeling of inadequacy when we sit for our exams,
He’s in every wise woman, every pitiful villain,
Every great king, every sore loser, every fake tear,
His legacy exists in the life that lives in everything he’s written,
And me, I see him everywhere, he’s my Shakespeare.
her, rapping TV performance:
https://www.theguardian.com/australia-n ... n-qa-video
bernie
burn this.
a polemic, political and not memorable.
review the entertaining and original poem i listed for Kate Tempest.
here...Kate on winning....
See – he’s less the tights and garters – more the sons demanding answers from the absence of their fathers.
The hot darkness of your last embrace.
He’s in the laughter of the night before, the tightened jaw of the morning after,
He’s in us. Part and parcel of our Royals and our rascals.
He’s more than something taught in classrooms, in language that’s hard to understand,
he’s more than a feeling of inadequacy when we sit for our exams,
He’s in every wise woman, every pitiful villain,
Every great king, every sore loser, every fake tear,
His legacy exists in the life that lives in everything he’s written,
And me, I see him everywhere, he’s my Shakespeare.
her, rapping TV performance:
https://www.theguardian.com/australia-n ... n-qa-video
bernie
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Re: To Win at all Cost
I love it Bernie
refuse to burn it.
People don't like alternate views
50% voted for the guy, this poem speak for them.
refuse to burn it.
People don't like alternate views
50% voted for the guy, this poem speak for them.
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- Posts: 1988
- Joined: 02 Mar 2016, 18:07
- Location: Between the mountains and the sea
Re: To Win at all Cost
I read the link Bernie.
I could not advocate shooting people just because
they break the border conditions of entry.
I could not advocate shooting people just because
they break the border conditions of entry.