a haiku that, for no reason whatever, imagines Winston Churchill as a politically conscious mallrat produced by a Boulder area public school
The great and good are
seldom the same man. ‘Cept for
Che. Who, like, so rocked…!
19 Replies to “a haiku that, for no reason whatever, imagines Winston Churchill as a politically conscious mallrat produced by a Boulder area public school”
In mentioning Mallrats I think you’ve actually stumbled upon the whole point of Barack’s strong arm approach to Lieberman… It’s so obvious now.. He took his hand and didnt let go.. He was giving him ‘The StinkPalm’…
Rebels cum politicians must must by sceduling conflicts alone be passive exterminators. Che tired quickly of the “war by other means” If, ultimately, someone must pull the trigger, it might as well have been him. He was James Dean, with a Koloshnikov and a beret. Maybe soon he can personally hand Fidel a T-shirt, though it probably won’t be cool.
Mikey, that’s because of how tedious Marxist become regaling tales of “revolution” when they’re no consequence for their actions. It doesn’t exactly take courage to bomb public buildings in a free society. He may as well placed a flaming bag of dogcrap on his neighbors front porch. He would have achieved the same thing.
Roboc – when I wrote that comment I was mining my experience. In 1987 I was at Michigan State, in a poli sci class. The prof was in his forties, and he was lecturing on watergate and we were all dutifully taking our notes. He was surprised by the lack of outrage we had and asked why we weren’t. I volunteered, saying, ‘Sir, in 1973 I was seven and was more into my matchbox cars than anything else’. (something like that) I do recall he paused before he said something like ‘that makes me feel old’.
The passions of that time belong to those who were there, trying to get others to feel that same passion for those fights. The mallrat may wear the Che tee-shirt, but she won’t give up her iPod or cell phone to make things better in Lower Absurdistan. Che means nothing to her, no matter how much her teachers emote, or make her feel. Very few get the way Mr. Ayers wants because the rest of their life pulls elsewhere – such as what Becky had on or what John said.
Pat Buchanan’s new book makes some great points but falls apart when he spins he tries to spin his antisemitism in to something he thinks people can digest. He poises him self in a position where you have to agree with him, but then drops a bomb in your lap. Nice tactics, but none the less futile. I suggest reading this book review on his new book.
awesome!
Jeff, you’re very, very good.
Great job.
In mentioning Mallrats I think you’ve actually stumbled upon the whole point of Barack’s strong arm approach to Lieberman… It’s so obvious now.. He took his hand and didnt let go.. He was giving him ‘The StinkPalm’…
2009 is the year the Separation Clause died. Not that it mattered, once the Right People got in.
Oh, and amphitheatres made a comeback. That too.
Che is a riddle . . .
wrapped in, like, a mystery
inside other — stuff!
“No, Dude, the fingers mean ‘Peace.’ Or maybe ‘Live Long and Prosper.’ Depends.”
Rebels cum politicians must must by sceduling conflicts alone be passive exterminators. Che tired quickly of the “war by other means” If, ultimately, someone must pull the trigger, it might as well have been him. He was James Dean, with a Koloshnikov and a beret. Maybe soon he can personally hand Fidel a T-shirt, though it probably won’t be cool.
If you’re going through hell,
keep going. Man, it sucks that they
shut down the Pipefitter.
I wonder if our mallrat has Ward C. for homeroom this year.
Che adorns my shirt
But I know not who he is
Therefore I am cool
Che who? Like, you expected me to be paying attention to Mr. Ayers when he tells his boring stories about college?
As if!
Mikey, that’s because of how tedious Marxist become regaling tales of “revolution” when they’re no consequence for their actions. It doesn’t exactly take courage to bomb public buildings in a free society. He may as well placed a flaming bag of dogcrap on his neighbors front porch. He would have achieved the same thing.
I think Jeff plagiarized this from an O! campaign flyer.
bright summer mall day
we will never surrender
our communist chic
Speaking of young ‘uns and public school, one of these things is not like the other. Yikes!
Criminals come in many forms, that doesn’t make the crime any more or less palatable.
Roboc – when I wrote that comment I was mining my experience. In 1987 I was at Michigan State, in a poli sci class. The prof was in his forties, and he was lecturing on watergate and we were all dutifully taking our notes. He was surprised by the lack of outrage we had and asked why we weren’t. I volunteered, saying, ‘Sir, in 1973 I was seven and was more into my matchbox cars than anything else’. (something like that) I do recall he paused before he said something like ‘that makes me feel old’.
The passions of that time belong to those who were there, trying to get others to feel that same passion for those fights. The mallrat may wear the Che tee-shirt, but she won’t give up her iPod or cell phone to make things better in Lower Absurdistan. Che means nothing to her, no matter how much her teachers emote, or make her feel. Very few get the way Mr. Ayers wants because the rest of their life pulls elsewhere – such as what Becky had on or what John said.
I call shenanigans. The word “conscious” doesn’t belong with any of the rest of it.
Pat Buchanan’s new book makes some great points but falls apart when he spins he tries to spin his antisemitism in to something he thinks people can digest. He poises him self in a position where you have to agree with him, but then drops a bomb in your lap. Nice tactics, but none the less futile. I suggest reading this book review on his new book.
Just stopped by to visit and got the crunch on your stuff in here – bravo!