- Piece of Writing
I am a goofy poet and scribe, emerging out of tender, laughter-filled dreams to boldly and fearlessly face the Marxist Menace. I am not a pacifist. I think the horrors of Communism, now resident in our land, should be fought fiercely and relentlessly. I am also, as it were, a proud creator of nonsense riddles, cinematic absurdities, and words which convey hidden essences. I am, all in all, the guy who'd wear a Tweed Balcony Helmet long after tweed has been outlawed by Marxist trash.
I often wonder: if a stolen election isn't enough to inspire a revolt among the masses, then what else would have to happen? Are we so passive, so complacent, so comfortable, that we can no longer access the raw passions that are necessary for an organized revolt? I admit that I am becoming impatient with the political theater to which we are subjected on a daily basis. It's boring without Trump, and we all know it. I want action!