Note: This is one of the few pictures I did not assemble,
but I thought it was too good not to post here!
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Monday, November 25, 2019
Sunday, September 8, 2019
Thursday, September 5, 2019
PANTS ON FIRE?
Wednesday, September 4, 2019
Wednesday, August 14, 2019
A SENATOR'S DELAY
Thursday, August 8, 2019
ANATOMICAL VIEW OF FAMILY SEPARATION ARCHITECTS
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(Please note that a portion of this composite is an illustration prepared by JDL and published in an entirely different context. However, it was irresistibly convenient to recycle here.)
THE ICE MONSTER SEEKS ITS VICTIMS
On August 8, 2019, Immigration and Customs Enforcement (ICE) carried out a massive raid in Mississippi on the first day of school leaving children without their parents to meet them when they came home.
https://abcnews.go.com/US/ice-releases-hundreds-immigrants-rounded-mississippi-children-left/story?id=64848487
What child would not cry, confronted by the scary ICE Monster?
https://abcnews.go.com/US/ice-releases-hundreds-immigrants-rounded-mississippi-children-left/story?id=64848487
What child would not cry, confronted by the scary ICE Monster?
Friday, July 19, 2019
WHICH ONE IS THE REAL STABLE GENIUS?
Read more at:
https://www.businessinsider.com/stephen-miller-escorted-off-cnn-2018-1
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White House adviser Stephen Miller on CNN's "State of the Union" of January 2018. |
Thursday, July 18, 2019
THE INCOMPLEAT GARGOYLE
Below is link to a collection of parody lyrics I wrote around 2000 in the course of taking a Great Books Program in the University of Chicago Graham School. (More on Graham School at: https://grahamschool.uchicago.edu.)
Here is a link to this Basic Yearbook I produced (also known as "The Incompleat Gargoyle."
https://documentcloud.adobe.com/link/track?uri=urn%3Aaaid%3Ascds%3AUS%3A653ae189-dfc1-44f6-80f4-cf39555d74a7
That's all I have to say about this now. I just wanted a place to park it!
Here is a link to this Basic Yearbook I produced (also known as "The Incompleat Gargoyle."
https://documentcloud.adobe.com/link/track?uri=urn%3Aaaid%3Ascds%3AUS%3A653ae189-dfc1-44f6-80f4-cf39555d74a7
That's all I have to say about this now. I just wanted a place to park it!
Saturday, July 13, 2019
AMERICAN OZYMANDIAS
I met a traveler from the Rio Grande,
Who said “Twelve hundred miles of concrete stone,
Lie in that river. Northward in the sand,
A politician lies, whose lies alone,
Deceived the Nation he had sworn to lead,
And spurred its folks to fight among themselves,
Leaving sweet Democracy for dead,
And told dictator pals: Just help yourselves!
And on those concrete blocks these words appear:
My name is Donald Trump, the pol of pols!
I left your Congress paralyzed with fear,
As I lied and looted for my wall.
And now Democracy you once held dear,
Lives on in dusty books - and that is all."
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I dedicate my parody to the wall our current President attempts to build along the Rio Grande River in a costly but poorly conceived attempt to prevent illegal immigration from Mexico. Obviously this is based on Percy Bysshe Shelley's famous poem Ozymandias. If you would like to review Shelley's poem and read about the despotic ruler it depicts, see https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ozymandias
Wednesday, June 12, 2019
WHY WE NEED YIDDISH TO UNDERSTAND POLITICS TODAY
Yiddish is one of the most expressive languages in the world - and here's where it really comes in handy to describe the indescribable!
(Click on any of the images below to enlarge, then click on the dark border to return to the main text.)
To the friend who sent this, who probably wishes to remain anonymous, a sheynem dank!
(Click on any of the images below to enlarge, then click on the dark border to return to the main text.)
To the friend who sent this, who probably wishes to remain anonymous, a sheynem dank!
Monday, April 8, 2019
POEMS FOR TODAY
As I contemplate a nation gone mad with Presidentially-driven hatred, and bemoan my own state of medically-induced disability (see www.JoansBackboneDisaster.com), I turn to poetry by some great poets of years past - and these, partly memorized in years past, come to mind:
John Milton: On His Blindess
When I consider how my light is spent
Ere half my days in this dark world and wide,
And that one talent which is death to hide
Lodg'd with me useless, though my soul more bent
To serve therewith my Maker, and present
My true account, lest he returning chide,
"Doth God exact day-labour, light denied?"
I fondly ask. But Patience, to prevent
That murmur, soon replies: "God doth not need
Either man's work or his own gifts: who best
Bear his mild yoke, they serve him best. His state
Is kingly; thousands at his bidding speed
And post o'er land and ocean without rest:
They also serve who only stand and wait."
Ere half my days in this dark world and wide,
And that one talent which is death to hide
Lodg'd with me useless, though my soul more bent
To serve therewith my Maker, and present
My true account, lest he returning chide,
"Doth God exact day-labour, light denied?"
I fondly ask. But Patience, to prevent
That murmur, soon replies: "God doth not need
Either man's work or his own gifts: who best
Bear his mild yoke, they serve him best. His state
Is kingly; thousands at his bidding speed
And post o'er land and ocean without rest:
They also serve who only stand and wait."
And from Tennyson’s Idylls of the King, - -the part about the death of King Arthur:
And slowly answered Arthur from the barge:
'The old order changeth, yielding place to new,
And God fulfils himself in many ways,
Lest one good custom should corrupt the world.
Comfort thyself: what comfort is in me?
I have lived my life, and that which I have done
May He within himself make pure! but thou,
If thou shouldst never see my face again,
Pray for my soul. More things are wrought by prayer
Than this world dreams of. Wherefore, let thy voice
Rise like a fountain for me night and day.
For what are men better than sheep or goats
That nourish a blind life within the brain,
If, knowing God, they lift not hands of prayer
Both for themselves and those who call them friend?
For so the whole round earth is every way
Bound by gold chains about the feet of God.
But now farewell. I am going a long way
With these thou seest--if indeed I go
(For all my mind is clouded with a doubt)--
To the island-valley of Avilion;
Where falls not hail, or rain, or any snow,
Nor ever wind blows loudly; but it lies
Deep-meadowed, happy, fair with orchard lawns
And bowery hollows crowned with summer sea,
Where I will heal me of my grievous wound.'
Thursday, February 14, 2019
ORIGINAL LIMERICKS AND VALENTINE VERSES IN QUESTIONABLE TASTE
A Limerick in Questionable Taste
by Your Editor
A Pres with a wandering pecker,
Hired a “fixer” with surname of Pecker,
Whose pockets were lush,
With money for “hush,”
He was known as the Pres.’ pecker’s Pecker!
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DJT Embraces his Pecker |
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Valentine Verses for DJT to send to his Pals:
Vladimir Putin, Kim Jong Un, etc.
by Your Editor
My lovin’ wishes come a’scootin’
They’re all for you, Dear Comrade Putin!
My love for you won’t be undone,
You’re my Bestie, Kim Jong Un!
Dictatorship just suits me fine,
If I can dictate, please be mine!
And don't miss the other great verses and lyrics elsewhere on these pages!