9.15.2008

Attack in Ottavia Rima

Thanks to my friends at Cogitamus this got up there, but I suppose it belongs here as well.

DON JOHN – AN ATTACK IN OTTAVIA RIMA

I want a hero; a man who’s unafraid
To tell the simple truth -- that is, unless
The truth makes me the slightest bit dismayed.
Then I think that lying’s for the best.
Sure, the truth is ticking, like a grenade,
But someone else may come clean up the mess.
For simple truth we have a simple thirst,
But in a pinch, truth second – simple first.

My hero is a maverick, one who roams
Away from everything he ever stood for.
Climate, taxes, torture – Gitmo’s groans
First he could not sanction, then he could, for
You can’t be cute when Karl calls you home.
If principle hurts polling, what’s it good for?
Appeasement of the base he thought a curse,
But if the base holds power? Appeasement first.

My hero’s brand-new Truth is a higher one
Than that which can be taught by education:
He opposes knowledge that inspires one
To seek what’s not been shown by revelation.
Education’s fine, till you acquire one.
Then you’re not fit to lead this holy nation.
Evil elites let dogma be reversed
In face of facts. Facts second - theory first.

And what will he do? (Thinks.) Well, he hates pork --
Unless the pork is meant for DOD --
His party hates cosmopolites, so New York
With all its gays can sink into the sea.
(Which now seems likely – you can stick a fork
In energy not flamed from Texas Tea.)
While lobbyists feed, feed though bubbles burst
And we eat shit they label “Country First.”

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