A Failure to Administrate

From Emerson Nettles:

Trump’s laissez-faire approach to the coronavirus pandemic has been an unmitigated disaster (“stay calm everyone, and it will go away” (below on the right) – accompanied with no testing). 
 
As a result, the hashtag #TrumptheWorstPresidentEVER is trending on Twitter.  This tweet from @KatWeissang (below on the left) caught my eye, and I couldn’t agree more with its sentiment:

I predict dancing in the streets once we vote Trump out, and the elation we will all experience is reflected in Emmett Lee Dickinson’s visionary poem “Glee – The great storm is over” (below on the left).  Dickinson’s poem inspired third cousin Emily to pen her poem with the same opening line (below on the right).

By Emmett Lee Dickinson:

Glee – The great storm is over –
We – have recovered our Land –
We – gone down together –
With this crazy Man –

Ring – for joyous salvation –
Toll – for our tired Souls –
Neighbor – and friend –
       and Voter –
Striking upon the Polls –

How will they tell the story –
When Hist’ry shake the Door –
When the Children ask –
“But his Grifting –
Did they – the Truth ignore?”

Then a silence – conveys our sorrow –
And then teardrops – well in our eyes –
And the Children – no further question –
And elation greets – Sunrise –

By Emily Dickinson:

Glee – The great storm is over –
Four – have recovered the Land –
Forty – gone down together –
Into the boiling Sand –

Ring – for the scant salvation –
Toll – for the bonnie Souls –
Neighbor – and friend –
       and Bridegroom –
Spinning upon the Shoals –

How they will tell the story –
When Winter shake the Door –
Till the Children urge –
But the Forty –
Did they – Come back no more?

Then a silence – suffuse the story –
And a softness – the Teller's eye –
And the Children – no further
        question –
And only the Sea – reply –

FLUSH THE TURD ON NOVEMBER 3RD