A F#@ist Carnival
by Odin odin@aflx.com — Read all 3,869 poems by Odin odin@aflx.com
Another chapter in the annals of political history has just concluded. Onward and downward.
Saturday, February 20, 2016
A F*#.*ist Carnival
by Odin Roark
If…
and when…
The cotton candy aphrodisiac
attempts to suffocate your sentient gift…
Keep your Passport current…
Kiss his historically-imitated salute goodbye…
Remove yourself from history repeated…
For…
Anywhere is better than a political gas chamber,
especially when millions may be taking their last breath
of the America they once knew,
but don’t even know it.
This fun house of mirrors
is but a f*#.*ist carnival attraction,
akin to the early 1930s in Germany,
and everyone knows how that turned out.
Time for some Sesame Street.
Psychological/sociological studies have shown that people are drawn to loud speaking orators with simple (minded?) solutions (why else would millions go to church services every Sunday to listen to someone tell them that they are sinners?). This follower mentality has existed since, even before Genghis Khan. And history keeps repeating itself, like we never seem to learn how dangerous these heroes really are. Everyone seems to like a larger than life blowhard who can conquer the world with his words… Eventually resorting to dictatorial action that inevitably turns disastrous, Napoleon.
You need to correct the typos in your title… You make it look like it's an expletive. ;-) Like bringing out the facets of the words.
Ron
Dan
John