Hillary Clinton greets a supporter following her address at the 18th Annual David N. Dinkins Leadership and Public Policy Forum at Columbia University in New York: photo by Brendan McDermid/Reuters via the Guardian, 29 April 2015
Because some of the best alien minds are watching developments closely
Because she is the traditional Daisy poised fragile before the masculine mills
Of production, yet wearing out six black pants suits
To bring us to acculturation and consequence
Because the Nasdaq is plunging and there is a mandate for change
Sweeping through the gentle bacteria that make their home in her tireless campaign shoes
Because the worried market takes comfort in knowing what it must consume
Because choosing is not an issue except to the terrified cartoon eyeballs
In the take-out carton, wondering whose turn is first
Because some of the best alien minds consider "us" the shrill-voiced uncertainty factor
That threatens to bring the whole cosmic chorus to its whimpering knees
Because Utopia is the island in time that forgot itself as it lifted its utensil
At the altar of its great consuming goddess No Memory, with her sadclown smile strained
Because her lofty position at the social fulcrum which is the mercy seat
Takes a terrific toll on black pants suit bottoms
Because some of the best alien minds are surveying developments in numb disbelief
Because 65% of the wood lice aren't losing any sleep at all
Because retreat in the face of even greater problems,
While not a bad idea, won't solve anything
Because acceptance and consumption are just what the market needs
To shake it out of its trance-like belief in what it thinks alien minds are saying
Because acceptance means acculturation to the masculine mills
Because happiness is merely their invention anyway, because Dame Pleasure is wearied
Of Earth, has taken to the air, faded, fluttered down in a still, snow-
Like inwardness to spill, scatter and be raked up with all the sibyl's other fallen leaves
In this enchanted-recount self-enclosure, like a small-town autumn
Where the commoners lie down nightly with what they have made
Happen, amid the bedded reeds of the vigilant event horizon
Because in this collapse its truths are received
By their souls, because of what this means to the odd weightlessness they feel
Because they have no way to grace their laurels
Beyond filling up the best alien minds, intent upon those peerless screens,
With the black pants suits of our resident historian
Who's just keeping a chair among the blond clouds warm for them.
November 2000
Hillary Clinton kissing Suha Arafat: photo by Reuters, 11 November 1999
Hillary Clinton and Shimon Peres in Jerusalem today: photo by Menahem Kahana / AFP, 3 March 2009
Prime Minister Benjamin Netanyahu and U.S. Secretary of State Hillary Clinton meeting at a peace summit in Sharm el-Sheikh on September 14, 2010: photo by AP, 14 September 2010
8 comments:
don't you think she looks tired?
Well, yes it must be tiring to be a puppet of the oligarchs, all these years... the tired bugs in the shoes... the aggravated facial muscle distortion caused by shrieking hysterically as if in terrific pain while enthusiastically greeting devotedly hoodwink'd robot supporters... the pain in the neck from changing partners whenever the old ones become dispensable... it all seems so long ago... like yesterday... they shoot horses don't they... dancing to the prerecorded tunes almost as if human... the awful strain... occupational hazard of maintaining a peckerwood dynasty I guess...
It's great we have a democracy though, choice between supermoney dynasties...
Almost like no choice at all... no democracy at all...
That could even get kind of tiring for us...
Love him or hate him, brudda,
ya better lissen to the Don:
If you deny o'er-the-Hillary's evil,
which most demoKrakkrs do,
you cannot deny Hellfire
which YOU send YOURSELF to.
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Cannot deny the Truth, bro:
1-outta-1 croaks.
Dat da fak, Jak.
And if you follow the world
in allah the sinister, filthy
conundrums like she did,
as she murdered and stole
like her pal, evil John Podesta,
then, you're going down, son.
Eternally.
Thar aint no hope for yoo.
Why do you know you're gonna die...
yet, you STILL looove the occult???
o'er-the-Hillary?
Allah and allah her evil???
God wants no part of your filthy soul
if you dont REPENT and BELIEVE
by puttin Jesus first AND foremost
in your finite existence.
Lemme show you the Way home
where Im from...
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Two UNKNOWNs? I wrote'm... just dont have
an address. Now I gotta. A lotta youse
aint going to Seventh-Heaven. Why? You
follow the LEFT which is abortion/homos.
Solution? Repentance N belief in the One,
True God (the Trinity) shall save your
soul from the Abyss o'Misery. Dont believe
me? God bless you.
DO NOT take the Mark of the Beast!!!!
Im warning you, America.
Why? Aint2coolNhellfire.
God bless you.
Again, if we follow the LEFT, abortion
and homosexuality? We think 'cool -
God's cool. sHe'll certainly forgive me
at TheLast second for allah those feti
I've aborted withe Planned Parenthood
funds; sHe'll certainly not send ME! to
the Abyss o'Misery. Love is love'?
You're certainly mistaken, humanity:
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