On Trump’s Mugshot

 On Trump’s Mugshot

 

He’s frowning, staring and scowling, but his head is bowed. His eyes are red and baggy. He’s threatening and defensive; he shows rage and fear. If a character in a comic book has a face like that, then he’s not a super-hero, he’s a super-villain. If a cat looks at you like that, then kitty is feral, hungry, angry, flea-bitten, and cornered.

 Trump has a face that you wouldn’t want to see in a dark alley. On the other hand, Jack Smith has a face that Trump wouldn’t want to see in a well-lit courtroom. Which he will.

 

 He’ll do his worst, let’s do our best

Then we, not he, shall pass the test

For we are right, and he’s a jerk

No plan of his will ever work

His cronies reek of sleaze and booze

His fans go bats, his lawyers lose.

Trump Piñata Party

         Trump Piñata Party

 

I propose that, on every January 6^th, people throw a party, starring a Trump piñata, hung by the neck. I'm sure you can order a Trump piñata from a shop in an Hispanic neighborhood.

First recite this poem:

 

Remember and be wary

The Sixth of January

The treason, sedition, and plot.

I know of no reason

Sedition and treason

Should ever be forgot.

 

Then string up the Trump piñata, and bring out a baseball bat. The partiers get in line, and everyone gets a turn to whack the piñata, until it breaks and spills out candy.

Good clean fun for the whole family!

 

Restore the Pay Ethic!

Restore the Pay Ethic!

 

There has been a lot of loose talk about the so-called decline of the Work Ethic. Nonsense. The work ethic is alive and well; America’s workers now labor longer and harder, with lesser expectation of pay, than they have in decades.

What’s ailing is the Work Ethic’s necessary complement: the Pay Ethic. If you want pay, then you must work; but in return, if you want work, then you must pay. There is no free lunch; if the bosses don’t want quiet-quitting, then they had better give audible pay.

RESTORE THE PAY ETHIC!

 

Conservative Passivity

      Conservative Passivity

 

One curious feature of so-called “conservatives” is their passivity. Climate change? Do nothing. Covid? Do nothing. School shootings? Do nothing. Just sit there and take it. This conserves effort and thought, but nothing else.

          If you challenge them on this, then they will say that climate change, covid, or school shootings are over-dramatized, or no big deal, or aren’t real at all. This denial is defensive; it libels scientists, doctors, and bereaved parents; and it covers up their passivism.

          They will also try whataboutism. Whatabout drugs? Or border control? Or crime? One may not like liberal policies about drugs, the border, and crime; but those policies have the virtue of existing. Calling massacres, a pandemic, and climate chaos non-problems is an excuse for complete inaction.

          Conservatism is weak.

 

 

Conservative Paradox

             Conservative Paradox

 

If the good old days were so good, then why did they lead to the present day?

I have heard two explanations. One is, “they” did it. The other is, entropy did it.

          The trouble with “ ‘they’ did it” is that it shines a bad light on ‘us’; for surely ‘we’ were weak, or foolish, or wicked, to be defeated by ‘them’. Weakness, folly and wickedness are not good; so by that account, the good old days were not really that good.

          And as for entropy doing it; that makes sense, for entropy increases in all closed systems. Therefore, if entropy is not to accumulate, then your system must not be closed.

 

Murphy's Decalogue

             Anything that can go wrong, will go wrong.

 

Work expands to fill the time allotted.

 

Employees rise to their level of incompetence.

 

Absolute power corrupts absolutely.

 

Communication cannot cross a power gap.

 

Nature sides with the hidden flaw.

 

Everything takes longer and costs more.

 

Bad money drives out good.

 

Satisfaction is not guaranteed.

 

There is no free lunch.

Meal of the Synonyms

 

Meal of the Synonyms

 

The cougar ate a grinder, the painter ate a hoagie, the catamount ate a po'boy, the red tiger ate a hero, the deer tiger ate a zep, the mountain ghost ate a wedge, the mountain cat ate a bomber, the mountain lion ate a torpedo, and the puma ate a sub.

Same cat, same sandwich.