MY ENDORSMENTS FOR 2024
MY ENDORSEMENTS FOR 2024âŚ
Jill Stein for President
Glenn Greenwald for president's advisor
Chris Hedges for Secretary of State
Richard Wolff for Treasury Secretary
Jimmy Dore for White House Press Secretary
Bill McKibben to head the Environmental Protection Agency
Frank Zappa for Attorney General
Tulsi Gabbard for Secretary of Defense
Whoever wants the job for Vice President
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WHAT COULD HAPPEN IF YOUR NOSE FROZEÂ Â Â Â Â Â
  If your nose froze,         Â
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And your feet would tweet,
And your knees would freeze.
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if your knees froze? Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â
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INTERNET WEBSITES AND PUNDITS
Grayzone
Leecamp.com
Lee Camp on rumble.com
The Duran
âRedacted Tonightâ permanently canceled
Redlines
The Joe Rogan Experience
PUNDITS
Max Blumenthal
Chris Hedges
Russell Brand
Jimmy Dore
Graham Elwood
Aaron Mate
(list not complete yet)
GO TO rumble.com FOR UNCENSORED podcasts by some of the pundits I listed above.
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THE MINISTRY OF TRUTH
Opinions not approved by the Federal Bureau of Misinformation and Disinformation Investigation (FBMDI) are a threat to democracy and will not be tolerated, Violatorsâ freedom of speech will be revoked by the Thought Police.
The Thought Police have entered your brain through your eyes and ears and have permeated every neuron in your brain. You are being taught what to think and what not to think and how to think what you should think, what opinions you should have, and avoiding saying certain things about certain world leaders and events. If you obey all the thought laws, you will be able to avoid incorrect thinking.
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ABOUT TIME
ABOUT TIME & SPACE
Time cannot be counted, because although "once upon a time" is a possible scenario,"twice upon a time" cannot happen. You cannot be at the same time twice or more than twice, unless you're not all there. Time, whether you measure it in nanoseconds or eons, is just particles of eternity. Time cannot be saved or spent, since time is infinite. There cannot be an end of time or a beginning of time, because time cannot have not existed, nor can time stop existing. Wasting time is not a bad thing either, unless you donât have enough time to waste, but in that case you can always find time to waste. You can take your time, but you canât take someone elseâs time, although you can waste someone else's time by taking your time. You canât give time unless youâre a judge. You cannot make time, you can only arrive earlier by passing through time at a greater speed.
(The Timeless Poet February 24, 2019)
SPACE MEDITATIONS We all need more space, yet Space is infinite. Space is the place with the helpful astronauts. Space is the place with the evil aliens. Not everyone in Outer Space is spaced out. Those who dwell in outer space are emanating from their inner space. The distance from the Twilight Zone to the Outer Limits is measured in twilight years.
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MONEY IS GOD
Money is God.
Rich people are saints.
Poor people are sinners.
Wealth is virtue.
Poverty is sinfulness.
Banks are churches.
The Stock Market is a cathedral.
The Stock Market bell is rung every day.
Trading of stocks is worship.
Stock dividends are charity for the wealthy.
Prisons are damnation for the sin of poverty.
Prison slave labor is penance for the sin of poverty.
The Federal Reserve is the Vatican.
The Fed Chairman is the Pope.
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A USELESS POEM
USELESS POETRY
USELESS POEM
Poetsâuseless fellows, really!
The things they say are awfully silly!
Theyâll sit and dream atop the hills,
But never, ever pay their bills!
Theyâll tell us that we cannot see.
Theyâll tell us how it ought to be.
Theyâll tell us with a poetâs smirk
What fools we are to go to work!
THE USELESS POET
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The Dravidian Poet
Mahatma Gandhiji
Mahatma Gandhiji
Said truth would set us free
From sentient misery,
But we would not agreeâ
For if you tell the truth, you see,
You cannot make a fast rupee!
Got Mahatma?
Smoking Die
Smoking die! Smoking die!
Smoking why? Smoking why?
Smoking Choking
Smoking, smoking, smoking, smoking.
Always you are smoking!
Choking, choking, choking, choking.
And are also choking!
Special Beedi
Special beedi, tasting good.
Smoking special, feeling good.
Chippi Beedi
Ganesh beedi useless.
Mysore beedi hopeless.
Chippi beedi good.
Taste like beedi should.
The Sacred Ganja Beedi Mantra
Ganja beedi ganja beedi.
Ganja ganja beedi beedi.
Beedi beedi ganja ganja.
Ganja beedi ganja beedi.
(Repeat one thousand times for perfect bliss)
Always Smoking
Always smoking, always choking.
Never smoking, sometimes choking.
Smoking Pain
If you smoke and smoke again,
You will have to have it pain.
Beedi Smoker
Beedi smoker, bloody joker.
Who you think are fooling?
You havenât any schooling.
Saliva you are drooling!
Why They Are Smiling?
They are smiling at you.
Then they are stealing money everything.
Knowing Poet
I am poet,
And I am knowing it.
Nirodh
Wheneâer you need to shoot a load,
Be sure youâre wearinâ your Nirodh!
Nirodh is a trademark of Hindustan Latex, Ltd.
Grumbling Complaining
Everybody they are grumbling complaining.
Grumbling complaining,
Grumbling complaining.
Grumbling complaining.
What is this?
All this grumbling complaining!
The Streets of Madurai
The streets of Madurai tonight
Are really quite a sight.
While hustlers ply their sleight,
Beggars for small coins must fight.
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DUBYA
Dubya did not want to lose.
He didnât want the voters to choose.
He didnât want to hear on the news
That the election was now you-know-whose,
So they threw out the votes of the Blacks and the Jews.
DUBYA AND THE GOOL OLâ BOYS
Dubya asked Gore to concede.
He said, âIâm in the lead.â
âAnd to count those votes againâ
âIs obviously futile whenâ
âAnother Supreme Court caseâ
âWill quickly end the race.â
RUNAWAY TAXES
Youâll wonder where your money went
When you give it to the government!
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The Dangerous Anti-war Protester
THE TRUTH ABOUT WAR
Weâre fighting for the Truth.
Weâre fighting nail and tooth.
Weâre fighting for whatâs right.
Our fightâs a bloody sight.
We hope that when weâre through,
The world will know whatâs true!
DIRECTOR OF HUMAN SUFFERING JUSTIFIABLE WAR DEPARTMENT
THE BEDRAGGLED BANNER
Oh say, is this, sir,
Bushâs New World Order?
While the oil wells burn,
All the Shiâites weâre spurning.
And the Kurds running scared
From bombs bursting in air
Give proof through the night
That Saddam is still there.
And say, does that bedraggled banner yet wave
Oâer the hordes of refugees in their unsafe enclave?
In 1991 after âwinningâ Operation Desert Storm, the American generals allowed Saddam Hussein to stay in power, gave him back his army, and even allowed Saddamâs military to keep helicopters fitted with machine guns. The U.S. then encouraged the Shiâites to rise up and overthrow Saddam and that weâd help them, then the American troops were ordered not to interfere while Saddamâs troops massacred the Shiâites.
ATOM BOMB
Easy to use.
Deadly to enemies.
A steady income for war profiteers.
Approved for countries we approve of.
Gives any nation international recognition and respect.
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THE POOR POET
Why Poets are Poor
A poet should never get wealthy.
The rich life will make him unhealthy.
Heâll party and party all day,
And have nothing worthwhile to say.
Why You Donât Want to Be Poor
The rich man is always right.
You know it does no good to fight!
If you try to give him hell,
Youâll be broke and S.O.L.
The Working Poor and the Idle Rich
The poor man does the work.
The rich man is a jerk.
He sits around all day,
And gets most of the pay.
The Tenant Farmer
The dirt farmer is down-to-earth.
The gentleman has monstrous girth.
He owns all of the farmersâ lands,
But gentlemen wonât soil their hands.
The poor man works until he drops.
The rich man profits from the crops.
Lonely and Rich
I wouldnât mind being lonely and rich,
Being married to an arrogant bitch.
Then I wouldnât have friends who are poor,
And I wouldnât be an ignorant boor!
Capitalism
The rich man needs the poor because he needs some fools to rob.
The poor man needs the rich because he really needs a job.
It all works out that wayâwe come home with our pay.
So what more can we say?
The Rule of Need
If you need it, you canât get it.
If you donât need it, you can get it.
The more you have, the more you get.
The less you have, the less you get.
Poor Manâs Blues
The poor man is so blue.
He donât know what to do.
He went, spent his last dime.
Now heâll have to turn to crime.
The Social Climb
I was a persona non grata.
I came from the low social strata.
But Iâve climbed up the social ladder--
Now to see me theyâre feeling much gladder.
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POEMS PART ZERO
JED CLAMPETTâS DEMISE
Well, the first thing you know, Jedâs got a bank account.
Mr. Drysdale knows that itâs quite a large amount.
Jed thinks Mr. Drysdale is an awful friendly man,
But Mr. Drysdale wants to get his hands on all he can.
Well, the next thing you know, Jedâs lost a large amount.
He never went to grade school, so he never learned to count.
One day he drove down to the bank to see how much there was,
But Mr. Drysdale lied to him just like he always does.
Well, the next thing you know, Jed ainât a millionaire.
The kinfolk said, âJed, move away from there!â
They said, âMountaineerinâ is the thing you oughta do,â
âAnd donât let no banker make a fool of you!â
COFFEE
I got plenty of coffee,
And coffeeâs plenty for me.
I got my caffeine,
Got my cup,
Got my poetry!
Donât want tea!
THE COFFEEHOUSE POET
MISERY
I got plenty oâ plenty,
But that ainât enough for me!
I want some more!
My lifeâs a bore!
I want it all for free!
Misery!
LE POET MISERABLE
THE HEROâS UNREQUITED GOOD INTENTIONS
I tried to do whatâs right,
But they all did whatâs wrong.
They didnât see the light.
They werenât very strong.
ANTIDISESTABLISHMENTARIANISM
If an Antidisestablishmentarian establishes himself as being
anti-Antidisestablishmentarian, this is considered the same as
being Disestablishmentarian, and therefore a heresy. But if an
established Antidisestablishmentarian disestablishes himself fromÂ
Antidisestablishmentarianism, itâs quite possible that this could
lead to yet another Disestablishmentarian schism.
FASHIONABLE POETRY
My poetryâs way out of fashion.
For rhyminâ I take quite a bashinâ
âTo rhyme,â they all say, âIs passĂŠ.â
But I say to rhyme is O.K.
THE HIP LIST
If youâre hip, youâre probablyâŚ
âŚrunninâ away from home.
âŚsomewhere gettinâ stoned.
âŚtakinâ a toke.
âŚalways broke.
âŚpolitically correct,
âŚwithout âall due respectâ.
âŚout of work.
âŚa social quirk.
âŚgettinâ busted.
âŚmaladjusted.
âŚrunninâ from the pig.
âŚtryinâ to bum a cig.
âŚtalkinâ fast.
âŚhopinâ youâll last.
âŚtryinâ to be erotic.
âŚborderline psychotic.
âŚeither/or.
âŚreal hard core.
âŚdressed in jeans.
âŚtalkinâ obscene.
âŚcosmetically unkempt.
âŚan object of contempt.
But if youâre squareâŚ
âŚyou like to cut your hair.
âŚyou hate a body thatâs bare.
âŚyou own more than one car.
âŚyou wish you were a star.
âŚyou drive to work each day.
âŚyou come home with your pay.
âŚyou have to mow your lawn.
âŚyour bank accountâs oâerdrawn.
âŚyou have a nagging wife.
âŚyou hate your misâble life.
âŚyou love your alcohol.
âŚyou love to shop the mall.
âŚyou want to watch TV,
âŚdonât want to talk with me.
âŚyou like to waste resources.
âŚyouâd like to join thâarmed forces.
âŚyou mightâve liked Ron Reagan.
âŚyouâre probâly not a pagan.
âŚyouâve moved out to the âburbs.
âŚI doubt that you use herbs.
âŚyou love the U.S.A.
âŚas longâs youâre making hay.
âŚyou hate to pay your taxes.
âŚyou have to send some faxes.
RUNAWAY TAXES
Youâll wonder where your money went
When you give it to the government.
THE PUNDIT
YOU NEED TO FEAR THIS
The only thing we need to fear
Is all the lies we like to hear.
ASK NOT
Ask not what I can do for you.
Ask what you can do for me.
JOHN F. FINICKY
RED WING BLACKBIRD
Red wing blackbird, have you heard?
They say your red wings look absurd,
And should be on a redder bird.
THE NATURE HATER
MOSQUITO
Mosquito bites me on the back.
Itâs what I call her rear attack.
By the time you feel the itch,
Sheâs bit and gone, man, what a bitch!
THE NATURE HATER
DAWN SONG
Birds at dawn sing their song.
It wonât be long ere night is gone.
DAWNATELLO
JED CLAMPETTâS DEMISE
Well, the first thing you know, Jedâs got a bank account.
Mr. Drysdale knows that itâs quite a large amount.
Jed thinks Mr. Drysdale is an awful friendly man,
But Mr. Drysdale wants to get his hands on all he can.
Well, the next thing you know, Jedâs lost a large amount.
He never went to grade school, so he never learned to count.
One day he drove down to the bank to see how much there was,
But Mr. Drysdale lied to him just like he always does.
Well, the next thing you know, Jed ainât a millionaire.
The kinfolk said, âJed, move away from there!â
They said, âMountaineerinâ is the thing you oughta do,â
âAnd donât let no banker make a fool of you!â
GLAD MADNESS
Iâm happy when youâre mad.
Your anger makes me glad.
Without it, Iâm so sad.
THE MAD POET
BLIND DATE
If youâre awfully shy,
Youâll squirm and tell a lie
Because you wonât say why
Heâs not your type of guy.
THE BOTTOM LINE
A
Job
Well done
Entitles you to
A good base pay.
THE GEOMETRICAL POET
DR. KATEâS DATING SERVICE
I got a date from Dr. Kate.
The date was not so great.
She was so late, I had to wait.
She hardly made me want to wait.
THE WHOLE HOLE
If itâs all there, itâs called a whole,
But when itâs gone, it leaves a hole.
THE BITTER WOMAN AND THE SWEET LIES
The girl had pretty eyes.
The guys told her sweet lies.
As soon as she got wise,
Sheâd cut âem down to size.
APOLOGIES TO JOHN BOBBIT
THE DOPPLER FLOP SWEAT BLUES
I was doing a Doppler bilateral
When I came across a collateral.
I rocked and I angled,
But the veins were too tangled.
There was hardly any flow.
What flow there was was very slow.
I sweat and I brooded--
Was it trickling or occluded?
Those calcifications were testing my patience.
I didnât know what I should do!
So I went to get Sandy
âCause I knew she was handy
At getting that impossible view.
THE ROCKIN' SONOGRAPHER
FISHING TRIP
I let my transducer slip, and went on fishing trip.
I looked around at all I could see--
The liver, the kidneys, the spleen, the GB.
As farâs I could see, it looked OK to me,
And I was sure that the rad would agree.
He said, âTell them that we did our best.â
â But next time...please...the reason for the test.â
THE ROCKINâ SONOGRAPHER
\ONE THING AFTER ANOTHER
Life can make you happy.
Then life can make you sad.
You can feel like youâre in Heaven.
Or life can become a living Hell.
Life can be full of love.
Or it can be empty with loneliness.
You knowâŚif it isnât one thing, itâs the other!
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USEFUL POETRY
FLYâS HIGH
Shit smells good to a fly.
How this can be, Iâll neâer know why.
Heâll sit on it, and when heâs in the mood,
Heâll come and crawl all oâer your food.
THE THIRD WORLD TURD HURL
A turd hurled at the Third World
Whirled around the world.
THE THIRD WORLD TURD HURLER\
FATE
Life is considerably mysterious.
Sometimes it can make you delirious.
At other times, everythingâs greatâ
This seems to be everyoneâs fate.
GOOD 'N' EVIL KNIEVEL
TIMOTHY LEARYâS BEDTIME MANTRA
Turn in.
Tune out.
Drop off.
NORMAN VINCENT PEALEâS PRAYER
Thereâs hope for any dope
Who doesnât sit and mope.
Heâll try and try again,
And heâll get rich! Amen.
SUCCESS
Early to bed.
Early to rise.
Work like hell
And advertise!
FLYâS HIGH
Shit smells good to a fly.
How this can be, Iâll neâer know why.
Heâll sit on it, and when heâs in the mood,
PRAYER TO THE ALMIGHTY DOLLAR
Almighty dollar, give us what we need.
Once that is done, O satisfy our greed.
THE POETRY FACTORY
I have to write a poem a day,
Or else the boss withholds my pay.
The deadline isnât far away.
My bossâs hair is turning gray.
POET DU JOUR
RECYCLED POEM
I like to recycle what I write.
I use only refillable syllables
I try not to think of anything new
So I donât run out of ideas.
I use the same words over and over again
So thereâs no wasted words.
RAINDROPS
Raindrops keep fallinâ on my head,
But that doesnât mean that I will soon be droppinâ deadâ
Dyinâs not for me.
Those raindrops keep fallinâ on my head, they keep fallinâ
Till Iâm buried at sea.
Thatâs where theyâre buryinâ me.
THE WET BUT NOT DEAD YET POET
WHAT A MESS!
My place is quite a mess
(This much I will confess).
I'll clean it up some day.
Right now, I want to play.
NO GOOD HOOD
If youâre a dirty no good hood,
Youâll never do the things you should,
And cheating makes you feel good.
If youâre a lousy rotten crook,
Youâll have a friendly smiling look,
But never give back what you took.
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POET ON THE ROAD
ROAD POEM
I knew I couldnât win, and so I went and joined them.
Couldnât make some honest bucks, and so I just purloined them.
The things I once believed were true have now all been disproven.
Thereâs nothing else that I can do, so out of town Iâm movinâ.
BUS FLY
A fly flew on the bus
And rode to Indianapolis.
He wondered where he was.
He wondered this because
The bus he thought heâd gotten on
Had already left and gone.
ON THE GREYHOUND BUS TO INDIANAPOLIS
CHICAGOÂ TRANSIT AUTHORITY
I rode the CTA.
I went out of my way.
It took me half a day.
The fare was more than I should pay.
JET LAG
I donât know if itâs day or night.
I donât know if Iâll miss my flight.
Iâm up all night, I sleep all day.
My homeâs so very far away.
(London, England 1995)
GARCIAâS IDEA
Garcia had an idea.
Heâd take off and go to Korea.
He left all his friends and said âSee ya!â
And weâre not too certain that he, uh,
Didnât go there to escape from Maria!
POET ON THE ROAD
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THE WISE OLD POET
WISE GUY
I know that I am wiseâ
Much wiser than the other guys.
They should shut up and listenâ
They donât know what theyâre missinâ!
If they would only do as I say,
Their troubles soon would melt away.
If everyone would think like me,
The world would finally be free
From its insanity!
WISE WHY
Why be wise?
So you can realize,
And open up your eyes.
WISE KNOW-HOW
Knowledge makes you think.
Wisdom makes you wonder.
Ignorance makes you drink.
Foolishness makes you blunder.
THE FAST LIFE
Some people live the fast life
As if it were their last life.
The wise men say "Oh, no."
"You've got to take it slow."
THE WANDERING FOOL
The fool wanders around with nothing on his mind.
Nothing's what he's looking for, and nothing's what he'll find.
THE UNCOUTH TRUTH
I was a curious youth.
I was searching for the truth.
The truth was quite uncouth.
'Twas mixed with lies--forsooth!
THE WISE OLD POET
(Image: Plato)
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THE EGO AND THE ID
The Ego and the Id
Didnât give a damn what they did.
The Ego was vain.
The Id was insane.
Ego wouldnât listen.
Idâs common sense was missinâ.
The Ego told the Id,
âNow, listen up here, kid.â
âIâm tired of your insanity.â
Id said, âI hate your vanity.â
Id said, âYouâre so conceited!â
âYouâre [expletive deleted]!â
The Ego said, âLook Id,â
âYou cannot keep it hid.â
âYour dreams arenât making sense.â
âTheyâre really too intense.â
Just then the Conscience came along.
Said, âWhat the hell is wrong?â
âIf you two donât agree,â
âThe Self cannot be freeâ
âFrom this insanity.â
âIf you want to save your soul,â
âPlease, Id, show some self-control!â
âAnd Ego, show humility,â
âAnd more civility.â
THE WELL-BEHAVED BEASTS
Our minds are controlled,
Our libidos on hold.
Weâre quite well-behaved,
Our passions enslaved.
Weâd do what we want,
But we know we canât.
(ONLY RHYMES IN ENGLAND)
THINKING ABOUT PAIN
Weâre thinking about our painâŚ
Weâre thinking about our pain...
Weâre thinking about our painâŚ
Weâre thinking about our pain...
Weâre thinking about our painâŚ
Go away! Donât bother us!
Weâre thinking about our pain!
SIGMUND ANNOYEDÂ Â Â Â
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