Go to ...

The Blue Route

SiteLock

RSS Feed

August 23, 2017

Page 2

Invocation

Oh, frightening times, How do we survive? How do we rise above? How can we contrive To put villains away So they can’t harm again? What words will protect us From these kinds of evil men. Is there a magic charm Or a divine incantation Spoken by some priest Or by an adept magician That

Do Not Shed A Tear for This West Wing

One of the more amusing aspects of this travesty we call an administration has been watching the media and Democrats feel sorry for Jeff Sessions over the way Donald Trump has been treating him. Sessions, they rightly point out, from the beginning was one of his most loyal supporters. How could he humiliate him like

The Lavender Letter

  Over the passage of time Things got slowly better. I began to hold my head up; Rejected that lavendar letter; The big “F” I had to wear. It originally meant ‘fairy’. Later it meant faggot, but They still called me ‘Mary”. They called me ‘“he-she” And hurtful words like “shim” When they referred to

MIGHTY MOUTH

Our reputation never had a chance Since the fat boy did his dance. Here he is to ruin the land! Mighty Mouth’s underhand! He has never had a single clue Not a thought for me or you. He stays surrounded by some total jerks Who always nod “okay” No matter what he says he wants

Unhinged

We have become unhinged. I don’t mean “crazy,” though perhaps we are crazy. We certainly think other people are crazy. Them. The other side. And it’s the other-side-ness I’m talking about when I say we are unhinged. Unhinged. We’ve always taken sides in political arguments, right from Day One, but the two sides used to

The Cloud Guy

Why call me names Because I am an atheist And say we can’t be friends? And if not an atheist; Because I don’t do church Especially the one you attend? Is that any different Than praying in church To some invisible God Sneer if you wish And call it a sin, but I call it

We’re All Fucked!

In the grand scheme of things, my little blog amounts to a couple of grains of sand in a vast desert. No matter how much importance I and the few brave souls who bother to read its words attach to it, the fact is it’s one of millions of other blogs out there. Thanks to

Letting Myself Hate

I let myself hate some people, Just this once, without remorse. It isn’t that they couldn’t be better But they certainly couldn’t be worse. When I see someone hurting others Just because they know they can I begin to doubt if they really are Still what we could call a man. Or a woman, it’s

Chuck Schumer Finally Gets the Memo

“When you lose to somebody who has 40 percent popularity, you don’t blame other things — Comey, Russia — you blame yourself. So what did we do wrong? People didn’t know what we stood for, just that we were against Trump. And still believe that.” – Chuck Schumer I’ll be honest, I’ve given Schumer a lot

Older Posts›› ‹‹Newer Posts