hate

Trump And Hitler Walk Into Another Bar

~ Dolf – my dear, dear friend.
~That sounds about right.
~ Are you proud of me?
~ Have I missed something?
~ I’m quoting you!
~ What taste you have.
~ Always the best, mein dear Fuhrer.
~ What have you said?
~ “Poisoned Blood”.
~ Ah – straight from ‘Mein Kamph’.
~ A Bible for me and my followers.
~ So much better than the old Bible.

~ Fake Christians, mein Fuhrer. They sustain me.
~ Ah, for the old days of the Third Reich.
~ Do you miss it, beloved Leader?
~ Well – you know – until the end.

12/19/2023 0

Tucker Carlson and Don Lemon Walk Into A Bar The Next Day

~ So, Tuck – do they miss you?

~ Not one snivelling son-of-a-bitch.

~ No golden handshake?

~ They didn’t even talk to me.

~ What a way to start the week.

~ How about you, Don?

~ Nobody waved good-bye.

~ So, no golden handshake, neither?

~ I’d be repulsed by their touch.

~ They worshipped us.

~ That’s funny, Tuck.

~ But still true.

~ What is Truth?

~ Who the Tuck cares?

~ Do you remember what Dr. Goebbels said?

~ Hitler’s main man?

~ Yes. Minister of Propaganda.

~ Ah, good times. Remind me, Don.

~ He pointed around the Sports Palace.

~ Ah, those huge Berlin speeches.

~ And he said . . .

~ Yes?

~ “I could make them jump from the windows”.

~ Good Times.

~ Excellent Times.

DE BA, UEL

04/25/2023 1

Franz Kafka Did Not Like Vienna, And Visits It With Hate

In my novel, Kafka In The Castle, I fill in **missing** diary entries from Kafka’s real diary. He either did not fill in these days himself, or he destroyed them. It is estimated Kafka destroyed 70% – 80% of everything he wrote. I am as accurate as I can be in my timeline. On these July days in 1917, in reality, he travelled to Vienna. He filled in no diary entries, but I have him express opinions he mentioned elsewhere.

15 July 1917

What pretence have I not endured?

17 July 1917

Vienna – a city which I hate. The forced gaiety of the people is as cloying to me as the rich desserts which gag my mouth. They live on the borderline with death, and their sweat reeks of terror. It drips onto their ghastly cakes as they peer across the table to see what their companions have. “Shit in; shit out,” as my father would say.

18 July 1917

I took a night train from Vienna. Not only was it the quickest conveyance available, but I did not have to look at the wretched city in the dark. It’s not a place of dreams, but of nightmares. But, perhaps it was foolish to flee, since my destination is a nightmare.

07/13/2022 0

So Tired of Trump Turning Tricks

POTUS

President of the

United States

(of America)

Has attached himself

(Like a parasite)

To the

Dragon’s Tail

Of Hate

(of America)

And rides it

For all it is worth.

POTUS

Panders

To the worst,

The hateful,

The haters,

Full of envy.

Miserable offenders –

All.

POTUS

Turns tricks

Of deceit and

Misdirection.

Stirs a pot

That bubbles over.

Toil and trouble.

POTUS

Gives lap dances,

So the envious

Will

Lap it up

And

VOTE

For more.

06/04/2020 0

Witch Hunt

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The witch hunt is on:

Not for

But by

The witches.

I know of what I speak

Being

A descendant

Of a witch

– Mary Eastey –

(also spelled Esty, Easty, Estey)

Executed

(hanged, not burned)

By the good

& pious folk

(Christians all)

Salem, Mass.

[I put in “Mass” so

those life-hating Puritan folk

Gnash their teeth

And burn,

A little brighter

In Hell.]

{And I add

… ’cause it tickles my

Fancy…

That 19 years later

Mary’s husband

received £20

of compensation.}

Praise The Lord

The witches

(ready, aye, ready)

Now seek their

justified

retribution

against those with

the stench

of self-serving

Morality

upon

their breath.

BEWARE!

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05/29/2020 0