Fascist Boot-heels Come On Down

Here’s a little protest ditty in honor of the Federal forces invading Portland, and the armed MAGAs who cheer them on. May you all be arrested, detained, and prosecuted to the full extent of the law, if there’s anything left of it when Barr & Co. complete their project. (The cadence is the same as a boot camp drill sergeant’s call-and-response song.)


Fascist boot-heels come on down
     the dread antifa's in our town
Follow this psychotic clown
     you can't tell up from fuckin' down

Fascist traitors you're in luck
     folks down here is dumb as fuck
They clutch their guns and cry in fear
     dressed up in their combat gear

They see Dumbo spouting lies
     about the libtards they despise
And realize 'he thinks like me'
     there is no shame in hatred, see

Just tell'em it's okay to hate
     you bring your torch and don't be late
We'll burn a cross and knock some heads
     come on down and join the Feds

The unmarked cops will cast a net
     and disappear some bums, you bet
You'll know that it can happen here
     when jackboot troopers club your ear

Forget your daddy fought a war
     to stop them nazis ever more
Now the nazis run the place
     you cheer them on in all disgrace

The framers they can't help us now
     they weren't all-knowing anyhow
Quote us now some Thomas Paine
     while it's all twirling down the drain

We'll fix it come election day
     unless they figure out a way
To thwart the People's will, at last
     and disappear the vote you cast

Fascist boot-heels come on down
     the dread antifa's in our town
There is no time to fool around
     you don't know up from fuckin' down

Flagella

We claimed our independence from
a sovereign, long forgot

But we're all inter-dependent
in what they call the melting pot

Freedom: is it something that
I myself have got?

Exclusive of my neighbor's freedom:
freedom this is not.

Chappaquiddick

a fly landed on my screen
and I reflexively tried to click on it
but it flew away, up and over the horizon
to newly discovered lands, resplendent
verdant places labeled with exotic
names cribbed from the antediluvian
aboriginals, and over time, saddled
with strange new meanings

Plea Bargain

Q. What do you call an opioid epidemic in a white neighborhood?
A. Opioid epidemic.

Q. What do you call an opioid epidemic in a black neighborhood?
A. Crime wave.

Q. What’s the difference between a pharmaceutical company and a drug cartel?
A. I give up, what.

Q. What is the purpose of the law?
A. To protect people who have stuff from people who don’t.

Q. What do you call a white man with an assault rifle?
A. Open carry advocate.

Q. What do you call black boy with a squirt gun?
A. Officer involved shooting.

Q. What do you call a rapist who runs for president?
A. Mr. President.

Q. What do you make of this fucking country anymore?
A. Fuck me, IDK.