Dr Liz Gordon – A little poem for the age
I heard that a woman had sent Ricin to the President
To sprinkle on his Big Mac, perhaps.
Just for a moment the world stopped,
And I thought how wonderful it would be…
But NO – take that thought away
I will not wish deadness even on an enemy of humanity
What I do wish, though, that at a rally,
His maskless, defiant, racist, nonsense rallies
That at one of his rallies without masks or care
Where he brings together those who will not think
That the wave of infection he has spurned
Sweeps right over, in and through him.
I want Mr Trump to get the virus
To feel his breath depleted, as have so many others
To be quite sick, perhaps in hospital,
Perhaps for weeks, and then recover.
And then lose the election
And save that little spark of humanity
Of compassion, that Ruth Bader Ginsberg
Offered to a country, possibly now forever lost.
Dr Liz Gordon is a researcher and a barrister, with interests in destroying neo-liberalism in all its forms and moving towards a socially just society. She usually blogs on justice, social welfare and education topics.
Entitled white woman overseeing an abomination of a judicial system and a failed country is elevated to God status as the single reason women and young girls have the rights they experience today
Ruth Vader Big Bird
A hero noone knew
Part of bully world police
Perch fall overdue
Ethan Woke: hahaha… lovely!
Yours is an apt response to a piece of doggerel which neatly illustrates the author’s credulous acceptance of all the propaganda at best, complete bollocks at worst, emanating from the US via the liberal media.
As for wishing the coronavirus on the POTUS: setting aside the sheer callousness of it, I can think of many more deserving candidates, just in the US.
Just remember that Trump hasn’t started a new war. Yet. Not for want of trying on the part of members of the Washington Establishment.