Season of the Witch – A Poem of Palin

“It's strange, sure it's strange.

You've got to pick up every stitch,

You've got to pick up every stitch,

The rabbits running in the ditch,

Oh no, must be the season of the witch,

Must be the season of the witch, yeah” – Donovan

“She has the face of an angel,

I say she’s the devil,

She’s mean and evil, through and through” – Mack David

“In the battle, set your sights on next season’s targets!” – Sarah Palin

Sarah Palin is a woman of various and sundry talents – sedition, treason, treachery - just to name a scant few. With great regularity, she posts fully-fabricated, hateful, villainous lies about our President, our government and our fellow American citizens, in the most incendiary terms and violent language, encouraging her readers to take action, and then feigns innocence as many of her over 3.5 million Facebook fans respond with threats against Barack Obama’s life, and assurances of an armed uprising and civil war. When will she be held responsible for the odious animosity and simple-minded savagery her rhetoric incites? She already has the blood of the gun-site, targeted Gabby Giffords on her hands, what happens if one of her myriad, mentally-unstable minions fulfills her deepest desire and successfully shoots our Chief Executive?

While Palin’s woefully low levels of intelligence, common sense, knowledge, perception, and judgment should render her but an unpleasant vague memory, an irrelevant, nasty jest once perpetrated on the American electorate, the indiscriminate power and reach of social media grants her an undeserved popularity possibly attributable to a number of negative factors - the deterioration of the underfunded educational system, the never-ending great American appeal of bigotry, intolerance and resentment of others, and of course, the ability to brazenly and boldly lie, to knowingly falsify and when called out and proven wrong time and again, to never waver from the preposterous prevarications, but instead assume indignation and insult. In its own deviant manner, such an attitude and ability is almost brilliant, if not beautiful, and certainly, like Cat Ballou, “mean and evil, through and through.”

Sarah Palin perverts the positive notions of patriotism and faith to inspire people to hate… as she hates. For, this self-proclaimed uber-patriot hates America and she hates Americans. With a fallaciously, All-American mantra of God, baseball, hot dogs, apple pie, xenophobia and bloodshed she leads a zealous and fanatical following in hopes of a hillbilly revolution and a modern confederacy.

Palin’s past has proven that words have consequences, in her case, violent words had violent consequences, and her chosen path is fraught with continued, conceivable dangers for our citizenry. May she someday acquiesce to an appearance on MSNBC, but not on “Hardball” or “The Rachel Maddow Show,” but preferably from her residence in one of our nation’s fine federal penitentiaries on “Locked Up.”   

A Poem of Palin

Parasite

She tosses raw meat to the hungry hounds

Every word from her mouth, a vindictive sound.

She praises country and worships God,

While arming her flock for an American Jihad.

The blood of innocents drip from her fangs

Vilifies and lies in violent harangues.

A raconteur of killing dead

A provocateur to empty heads.

An imagination loathsome and vivid

Renders feckless disciples viciously livid

With fabrications of Muslims and Commies

A Kenyan fiend aborting babies from mommies.

Hussein purloins guns, your freedoms, your rights,

Then exterminates Granny in the dead of night.

The great unmindful strike on her command

Threaten forceful rebuke against this great land.

When Gabby felt the bullet’s sting

Did her frozen soul feel anything?

To inflame and then claim it’s in God’s name,

No, she didn’t pull the trigger but she showed him where to aim.

And the money pours in from suckers and marks

As she tells more tall tales of Lenin and Marx

And of other threats that don’t really exist

Will there still be more names on the victims list?

Murder She Wrote: The Words of Sarah Palin

"The future of the American republic is at stake”

“I should have just said about Obama's judgment and unchecked power, America, we are so screwed."

“Boot-stomping government”

“… government is a threat to their liberty -- not just bloated, incompetent, and bankrupt, but an actual threat to their liberty… I look forward to addressing this justified distrust of our out-of-control Big Brother government”

“Today's 'Liberty vs Tyranny' war.”

“Patriots who pinpoint who is trying to kill our Constitution, Americans obviously need to know why it’s imperative we don’t roll over and succumb to these attempts to fundamentally transform America into a populace of sheep merely grazing, and then atrophying, under tyranny. This is a battle between liberty and tyranny.”

“No more! It’s time. Troops – especially you – have fought for the freedoms enshrined in our Constitution. Your brothers and sisters have died in this battle to defend liberty. Please know that a grateful nation won't let your sacrifices be in vain. We have your back.”

“What is the use in fighting and dying for freedom in faraway countries if they take away freedom at home?”

"We're red, white and blue and President Obama, we are though with you."

“From the shot across the bow — the first second’s tip-off — your leaders will be in the enemy’s crosshairs… every possession is a battle; you’ll only win the war if you’ve picked your battles wisely.”

“No matter how tough it gets, never retreat, instead RELOAD!””

The Minds of the Mindless: Love Letters to Sarah

Jason P. – “Time for hangings to begin… death to the tyrants.”

Lynda B. – “The hard way, the easy way, makes no difference, we're going to get America back. If Obama continues to pull more radical Muslims into this country, and they continue with their Stealth Jihad, well, that will just set the stage for a bloody American civil war.”

Richard P. – “… the Muslim terrorist occupying the White House trying to destroy over 230 years of hard work by great and decent hard working legal Americans.”

Virginia C.– “Obama is the anti-Christ.”

Manuel L.Q. - “… and this is what the Obama administration is all about, the destruction of America through enslavement from Islam and Communism, and through the strengthening of Islamic rogue nations to put America and the west to its knees.”

Teresa A. – “Sarah... We The People are in desperate need of your assistance in removing a tyrant, socialist, commie TRAITOR from Our White House.”

Bill A. – “Today, the Prince of Darkness has repeated his oath: ... the question now is, has ignorance become too entrenched and systemic for virtuous Americans to find a way back?”

Fritz C.-“He placed his HOOF on the KORAN”

Modern Cicero – “I feel a revolution coming on in the future. At some point I think the American people will have had enough of this insanity and it’s going to get really, really ugly on the streets of this nation.”

And with those warm and comforting words forever lingering within our brains, we take leave of these great philosophical and intellectual thinkers of the modern right wing, for the soothing salve of song. First, Donovan  performs the tune from whence was pilfered today's title, followed by the alluded to theme from the film, "Cat Ballou."

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Worth a Thousand Words 7: Bride of a Thousand Words

Senior Edition – The Folks Who Live on the Hill

“And when our kids grow up and leave us

We sit and look at that same old view

Just we two, Darby and Joan

Who used to be Jack and Jill

The folks who like to be called

What they have always been called

The folks who live on the hill” – Oscar Hammerstein II

Twas long ago and far away (“I dreamed a dream one day, and now that dream is here beside me”) when last we visited the comedic caption series, “Worth a Thousand Words,” back in an era when a soon to be forgotten, easily-dismissed, moderate empty-haircut conducted a presidential campaign as a far-right, repressive reactionary only to lose in a landslide of good old American common sense. If you were amongst the sizeable majority who cast a ballot in favor of the sitting executive and are now experiencing any modicum of remorse or slight sense of uncertainty in light of the recent spate of Issa-driven and belligerently bogus, supposed scandals, please let me share a quote from Mitt Romney’s latest  public appearance –

"I can tell you the hurricane didn't come at the right time… That’s because one of the advantages of incumbency is that, when there is an event like that, you get to see the president in a fatherly role and showing his sympathy for people who are harmed, who have been victims of a storm. And, obviously, that gives a little boost to the president’s efforts.”

Yes, friends, Willard’s wishes are not that Superstorm Sandy had never occurred at all. Mitt’s misgivings are not that 159 people perished in its increased, climate change caused intensity, or that countless others suffered injury, or that billions of dollars of property damage was incurred.  Romney’s regret is that the timing of the cataclysmic event negatively affected his electoral chances. Make no mistake, Willard Mitt Romney is a parasitic mite of a human being, if he indeed can be categorized as a human being at all, completely lacking in humanity, benevolence or empathy, whose entire biography reflects an attitude of seeing other people as but tools to be taken advantage of, used and discarded in his pathological desire for infinite gain, moneys and power.  We are a fortunate nation for his loss.

But Mitt is happily history and soon enough, more than reality, he will seem like a past unpleasant nightmare, to quote Ebenezer Scrooge, “you may be an undigested bit of beef, a blot of mustard, a crumb of cheese, a fragment of an underdone potato. There's more of gravy than of grave about you, whatever you are!"  

Gleefully, we move onto this current “…and several butcher’s aprons” installment - we are grateful to the inordinately generous Gods of Comedy as they have, once again, alit upon this mortal coil and compassionately presented a picture with plentiful and prodigious, parodic potential and possibilities.  So, with appreciation to Groucho, Harpo, Chico and Zeppo, the aforementioned deities, and without any further ado, some photos for your entertainment pleasure. 

Note: As is always the case, all submissions can be enlarged with but a mouse click for easier reading.

And now, we conclude with the smooth, velvety baritone of, far too little remembered, jazz great, Arthur Prysock and his recording of the Jerome Kern and Oscar Hammerstein standard, "The Folks Who Live on the Hill."

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