Historians declare: t’was always thus!
And, I suppose, they’re right. Pols once fought duels,
Caned each other, created monstrous fuss,
Shoveled libelous dirt, shrieking cries and hues.
Though I am eighty now, I’ve never seen
Such foul nonsense, inane stupidity
Projected everywhere demeaning
Each foe’s heart in this cursed democracy.
“You’re a witch!” “Am not!” “Are too!” “You raised tax!”
“Did not!” “Did too!” “Your maid’s illegal!” Rot!
Undisguised nonsense, spewed by hired flacks;
All thought drowned in the piss of cracked teapots!
Diseased democracy, staggered, besot—
Perhaps an enlightened and kind despot
Would save us from the reign of weird crackpots!
(10/31/10)