Ennio Morricone’s dead, a great blow to his fandom.
\n“The Good, the Bad, and the Ugly,” should be our current anthem.
\nColumbus fell in Baltimore, a year after Showalter.
\nWhen there’s no Trumpet in the news, these poems start to falter.
\nWe can, of course condemn his constant railings of deceit,
\nhis lumping in with thugs and mugs protesters in the street.
\nAnd damn his lying lying lies and flaunting of the law.
\nHis reinterpretation of everything we just saw.
\nHis white flag to the virus, sentencing good souls to death.
\nHis calculated threats to our long freedom’s every breath.
\nYes, our spaghetti western’s winding down in tragic fashion,
\nplaying now out in your streets: see fire, guns and smashin’.
\nThe police are not your friends and your friends aren’t who they were.
\nEntire lives lived in high contrast now are just a blur.
\nSometimes words can take two strikes, as if it doesn’t matter.
\nBut it’s the bottom of the ninth. We need a better batter.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"