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wSaturday, January 18, 2003


Weapons

As
George Bush
grows
dry drunk
thirsty
for
war
and we are about
to go marching
off for peace,
I
remember the old crowd
who once
filled
empty chairs and tables
at
the
Yippie Cafe.

Jerry Rubin
Abbie Hoffman
Anita Hoffman
Allen Ginsberg
Bill Kunstler
Phil Ochs
Tim Leary
Rosemary Leary
Eldridge Cleaver
Mark Rosenberg
and
the
others.

We could stop
the
Bush war
and
flatten its Junta
if
we
would
conjure
their
rebel spirits
from
best days only
and
build
a weapon
of mass construction.
Aiming at
pundits of pain,
pushing its button
and
clearing
some
very thorny
Bush.








posted by stew at 10:13 AM


wFriday, January 17, 2003


Pebbles and Slingshots

Tomorrow
I'll be marching
against
a
Bush war
with Iraq.
Feels like throwing pebbles at Godzilla.

Bush the bully
wants us to feel weak.
He says he doesn't have to explain.
He says he
and
he alone
decides
on war.
Feels like bleeding in front of Dracula.

Most of the world is against
Bush war.
Most Americans are unconvinced.
Most experts think it's nuts.
But if there is no war,
there is no Bush second term.
Voters know the Junta
rules for the rich
steals from the poor.
Bush gets backing
only
as a war time
President of Paranoia.
Feels like sparring with King Kong.

But out in the streets I go
dragging my old body along the peace route.
Couldn't live with myself if I didn't
fight the bully
sound charges from my computer
force my flesh into the roads of battle
and
flame on
the
still quiet hope
that
under threat of massive resistance
and
absolute opposition
and
in total fear of Homeland Insecurity
and
for the rational ordering of their
power
and
profits,
all the King's Men
will stop the King.
Feels like stretching a sling shot at Goliath.





posted by stew at 8:57 AM


wThursday, January 16, 2003


Two Wrongs



Remember Trent Lott?
Bush whacked him soundly
and
he no longer runs
the
Republican Senate.

Lott looked back
on
segregation
and
smiled.
Out of the white towel closet
He implied:
Lynching Pride Week.

Bush preaches
harmony
and
Christian love
for
Blacks
when he's dragging them
down
and
beating them
up.

He declared yesterday
that
he opposes
the U. of Michigan's attempts
to
get more Black students enrolled,
the
Prez
sez
it's against the law
it's a quota system
it's racism in reverse.

Bush
doesn't pay nostalgic tribute to white power,
he
thinks the present system is plum wrong
needs fixin'
but
the good book says
"Two wrongs don't make ah, something OK,"

He thinks
his Supreme Court
should end this liberal meddling.
(Like they ended the last Presidential election.)
And folks:
Let's all pray for sweet love
and
Black Republicans.

The difference between Lott and Dubya:
Trent
tells the truth
when
he is drunk.
Dubya
doesn't
drink
anymore.









posted by stew at 9:44 AM


wWednesday, January 15, 2003


......in sheep's clothing

I read the news today, oh boy,
about
a
rabbi friend
who made the choice.
He
supports
the
Bush war.

My rabbi insists
on
clarity
and
strength.

Clarity?
From George Dubya?
"I will use our military as a last resort and our first resort..."
Bush rules
through
mental chaos.
Confusion
reigns.
Even rabbis
catch the contagion.

My friend
also
supports peace
in
Israel
and
opposes Sharon,
opposes persecution of American Moslems.
Contradictory fellow
dazed chap
he
badly needs clarity
and
Talmudic logic.

But:
Going to Bush
for
clarity
is like going to
Pat Robertson
for
Matzo.




posted by stew at 9:31 AM


wTuesday, January 14, 2003


Dark Shadows

Malawi Vampires
dressed in black
armed
in syringe
are
rampaging through
the
countryside.

Self-defense committees
are
fighting back.
Dead
are on both sides.

Malawi
government officials
flatly deny
existence
of
Vampires.
But who is so naive
to believe
a
bureaucrat?

The only worthy debate
in
Malawi
is
whether
or
not
the Vampires are
physical
or
spiritual
beings.

I wonder about
Cheney.
He keeps getting heart attacks
but
he
doesn't
die.
He lives,
happily
hidden
somewhere,
in
dark shadows
of
private
government.
His arsenal will drink
a
Niagara Falls
of
blood.

Putting Malawi syringes
and
Vampires
to
shame.



Generational rebellion

Bush's
approval rating
falls
to
58%.
Americans
still
sort of
feel protected
by a
strict
and
punishing
father figure.
But he hurts
their feelings
by
favoring
the
rich
and
not understanding their needs.

With strict dads:
isn't that always
the
case?




posted by stew at 9:08 AM


wMonday, January 13, 2003


Hate to wait?

It's hard to set up
the
players
and
pieces
for an unpopular war.

Poor Rummy!
Turkey hasn't
said
OK
for stationing troops
to
pillage Iraq.

Nobody in the region
wants this war
except
cruel
corrupt
Sharon.

War was supposed to break out
all
over
in late January.
They're rescheduling
the slaughter
for March.
More time for inspectors
to
find
more
nothing dangerous
in
Saddamland.
And:
More time for
peace demonstrations
to
grow
and
Bush
to
grow
impatient.

Really thirsty vampires may turn on their own.


posted by stew at 9:11 AM


wSunday, January 12, 2003


Ye who are about to enter...


Waiting around for tragedy.
Sketching hope
in the windy sands.

Coming soon at theaters everywhere!
War
and
more
war.
Eco collapse.
Famine somewhere.
An
antiabortion Supreme Court
that has handed
the
Constitution
to
Bush
on a platter
of it's own
cowardice.

Surprising supurb sparks
pop-up out of
no where and nothing.
A nice new President in Brazil.
A Republican Governor
(outgoing)
against
Capital
Punishment.
Social Justice
again
on China's agenda.
Abandon not all hope, Ye who enter!

But
the darkness is way ahead.
It defines time.
It sets the agenda
War in March
Mass arrests in May.
Sometimes hiding out in darkness
provides
the
easiest day.

They are so swollen up
these arrogant guzzlers
of
Power Punch.
They must misstep,
trip over their own rage.
Fall on their
fascist faces.
So far they defy that rule.
They have studied other tyrants
from
Mussolini
to
Ming the Merciless.
Learned to keep their balance
at
Hell's Gate.

Are they unbeatable?
All I know,
is that,
when they strut by me,
I'll
stick out my leg.
Perhaps they haven't considered
that
possibility.


posted by stew at 11:03 AM