The Coup d’Etat Was Televised

Neither this poem, nor much of modern American culture would be possible without Gil Scott Heron, to whom this is dedicated, and from whom the premise is appropriated. -ChrisYou did watch right at homeYou did turn on, log in, and cop outYou did find yourself on television, on your laptop and on your phoneand youContinue reading “The Coup d’Etat Was Televised”

Ionesco’s Rhinoceros and Gene Wilder in 1974

You can watch this entire 1974 film on youtube here. As of now, it’s completely without ads or interruptions. The film is an American adaption of the play, Rhinoceros, Eugène Ionesco, written in 1959. Over the course of three acts, the inhabitants of a small city turn into rhinoceroses; ultimately the only human who does not succumbContinue reading “Ionesco’s Rhinoceros and Gene Wilder in 1974”

Built Ford Tough

I clearly remember learning about Hitler and the Nazis and the Holocaust for the first time, I believe in 5th grade while studying world history. I think my teacher was Mrs. MacClennan, and I remember learning about the fertile crescent of Mesopotamia from her, and also about FDR and the New Deal from her. IContinue reading “Built Ford Tough”

More Than This

More thanthe hateful command, morethan the ready proud pawn,more than these:silence—from over the fence,silencefrom across the paved drive,silenceat the holiday meal,silencefrom nine until fiveMore than thisis not needed, no more thansilenceas red flags parade byRed flags of warning It’s even kind of handsome,the orderly wayso many confused emotionsare shushed away withone hateful commandbehind a columnContinue reading “More Than This”

Happiness is Warm Florida Sand

Bury me right up to my neckin the warm Florida sand,where I feel safewhere I get a tanWhere no one can do nothingto upset my feelingsas pure as this sandin which I’m buried,right up to my neck,and from which I sprout,like a leggy tree, out of the holewhere I’ve put my head,before I was buriedContinue reading “Happiness is Warm Florida Sand”

Big Yellow Chickens– Florida is Where Woke Goes to Die, ch 6

Because Florida just can’t stop. You know the tune, sing along, make up your own words. (Apologies to Joanie Mitchell.) Despite Webster Barnaby’s wonderful name, and despite his ability to voice that he is confused and doesn’t understand a vulnerable population in America, he doesn’t take the next step that a decent person takes, especiallyContinue reading “Big Yellow Chickens– Florida is Where Woke Goes to Die, ch 6”

The Murdoch Ballad to Tucker Carlson’s Face

Tucker, Tucker get your face screwed on there’s a sucker, sucker just about to be born We paved the lane to your door, hung the shingle outside, all you got to do is sell them something they’ll buy While you’re at it, we got a little potion they might try It’ll make ‘em believe theyContinue reading “The Murdoch Ballad to Tucker Carlson’s Face”

Come On In, the Sand’s Fine!

Florida is Where Woke Goes to Die, chapter 4: Come On In, the Sand’s Fine! Thus concludes this four-chapter protest of the Sunshine State and its quick embrace of fascism. Remember, you can’t shoot your fear, you can only learn. Thank you for following along! Keep your heads out of the sand!