Takin’ it to tha STREETZ, baby . . .
Who’s gonna stop this fascist nightmare ?
WE’RE gonna stop this fascist nightmare !
Militant Commitment to DIRECT ACTION:
TRUMP/PENCE 2020 !
TIME TA GIT DOWN WIT DA PEEPLZ STRUGGLE !
HO HO, HEY HEY —
Donald Trump has GOT to STAY !
Because he is the only true poet and humble philosopher-king we have.
Deliver me from mine enemies, O my God:
defend me from them that rise up against me.
Deliver me from the workers of iniquity,
and save me from bloody men.
For, lo, they lie in wait for my soul:
the mighty are gathered against me;
not for my transgression, nor for my sin, O Lord.
They run and prepare themselves without my fault:
awake to help me, and behold.
Thou therefore, O Lord God of hosts, the God of Israel,
awake to visit all the heathen:
be not merciful to any wicked transgressors. Selah.
They return at evening:
they make a noise like a dog, and go round about the city.
Behold, they belch out with their mouth: swords are in their lips:
for who, say they, doth hear?
But thou, O Lord, shalt laugh at them;
thou shalt have all the heathen in derision.
Because of his strength will I wait upon thee:
for God is my defence.
The God of my mercy shall prevent me:
God shall let me see my desire upon mine enemies.
Slay them not, lest my people forget:
scatter them by thy power; and bring them down, O Lord our shield.
For the sin of their mouth and the words of their lips
let them even be taken in their pride:
and for cursing and lying which they speak.
Consume them in wrath, consume them, that they may not be:
and let them know that God ruleth in Jacob unto the ends of the earth. Selah.
And at evening let them return;
and let them make a noise like a dog, and go round about the city.
Let them wander up and down for meat,
and grudge if they be not satisfied.
But I will sing of thy power;
yea, I will sing aloud of thy mercy in the morning:
for thou hast been my defence and refuge in the day of my trouble.
Unto thee, O my strength, will I sing:
for God is my defence, and the God of my mercy.
Psalm 59 (KJV)
Dedicated to all the enlightened women,
progressives and social justice warriors
marching, disrupting, and having public tantrums
in and around our nation’s capitol
up to and including January 21st.
Auguries of Inauguration:
While snowflakes melt down, the state will clamp down as militants storm town. Eastern sages know: a mean Taoist turned teen Maoist may raise the base rating for race-baiting just to get a rise. Erasing a different face is not the same as facing a different race (and many of these mad Taoists seem a tad Maoist to me…) Opening the trunk, one forgets that elephants remember: when the mob rules, they rob mules. Democratic icons are stubborn things. Until the bandits are punished let’s banish the pundits to the hinterlands of fake news.
It’s inauguration time, Dumbo.