Category: Trump Coverage W/Poetry - The Emmett Lee Dickinson Museum

Age of Treason

7/3/2020

Why hasn't Donald Trump been arrested for treason yet?

Turns out that his buddy Vlad is paying a $100,000.00 bounty for each murdered US soldier in Afghanistan -- AND TRUMP HAS KNOWN ABOUT THIS FOR MONTHS. The information was included in his Personal Daily Brief LAST FEBRUARY 27. He was warned in writing and verbally (I call BULLSHIT on anyone who claims that there was NO DISCUSSION about this at the White House). US intelligence even warned our allies about Putin's bounties.

What have the Keystone GOPs done about this? They bumbled around in a sweat to come up with the easiest to swallow tale they could force-feed to the public: "He doesn't read -- and nobody told him." Again, I call BULLSHIT.

In an absurd twist, Kayleigh McEnany, our so-called president's press propagandist, later stated that Trump was the "most informed person on the planet earth" when it comes to the safety of our soldiers. Evidently not, Kayleigh. Evidently not.

I often wonder when will we hit bottom in the dysTrumpian hell hole we have fallen into. I hope and pray this is it. It is hard to imagine anything much lower.

Trump's most recent act of treason called to mind Emmett Lee Dickinson's poem "They pay -- with Putin's cash" (below on the left). Dickinson's poem inspired third cousin Emily to pen her poem "I pay -- in Satin Cash," (below on the right).

By Emmett Lee Dickinson:

They pay – with Putin’s Cash –
They did now state – the price –
A Bounty, for Americans
Uncovered by the press –

By Emily Dickinson:

I pay – in Satin Cash –
You did not state – your price –
A Petal, for a Paragraph
It near as I can guess –

Army Brat

6/27/2020

Not long ago, Donald Trump unleashed his secret police against American citizens who were protesting peacefully to clear a path for Trump to plod across the street. Trump then stood in front of a church and smugly held up the Bible as a prop, a book HE HAS NEVER READ. Trump then threatened to turn the US military against American citizens to squelch lawful protests. If you are not appalled and angry, you're not paying attention.

In response to our wanna-be-dictator's actions we have posted Emmett Lee Dickinson's "Oh God, he's called on soldiers" below on the left. Dickinson's poem inspired third cousin Emily to pen her poem "Bless God, he went as soldiers," below on the right.

By Emmett Lee Dickinson:

Oh God, he’s called on soldiers
With muskets on their breasts –
Dear God, he’s charged the bravest
To keep us all oppressed!

Please God, might you expose him
A xenophobic white –
We will not fear this foe then –
We will not fear the fight!

By Emily Dickinson:

Bless God, he went as soldiers,
His musket on his breast –
Grant God, he charge the bravest
Of all the martial blest!

Please God, might I behold him
In epauletted white –
I should not fear the foe then –
I should not fear the fight!

Below: Trump turned his secret police against lawful protesters. Ivanka stood by with a Bible hidden inside her $1,500.00 purse. Trump, showing that he believes he is above the law, plodded to a nearby church and held up ta book he has never read, the Bible, as a stunt prop.

Read more of our related posts and poetry:

"A Confederacy of Racists" -- HERE

"Frequently Masked Questions" -- HERE

"Absolute Privilege" -- HERE

"The Tradition Continues" -- HERE

What a Twit

6/11/2020

From Dorothy Dawe:

There was a day recently when Trump tweeted 126 times. I don’t know if this was his record for a day, but if he were awake for 16 hours, then he tweeted once every seven and a half minutes.

Every seven and a half minutes.

Pictured at the right: The so-called president rage tweeting from the toilet -- from Barking in the Dark, HERE.

Think about that as you read Emmett Lee Dickinson's "He's nothing else -- to do, You know" (below on the left).

Dickinson's poem inspired third cousin Emily to pen her poem "I've nothing else -- to bring, You know" (below on the right).

By Emmett Lee Dickinson:

He's nothing else – to do, You know –
So he keeps tweeting Thus –
Just as the News keeps telling Tales
Of his familiar lies –

Maybe, we shouldn't mind them –
And then we wouldn't fume –
But – because they can't muzzle him
We receive his Gloom –

By Emily Dickinson:

I've nothing else – to bring, You know –
So I keep bringing These –
Just as the Night keeps fetching Stars
To our familiar eyes –

Maybe, we shouldn't mind them –
Unless they didn't come –
Then – maybe, it would puzzle us
To find our way Home –

IQ Test

6/7/2020

From Dorothy Dawe:

By Emmett Lee Dickinson:

Best Gains – must be without the Tests –
To constitute them – Gains –

By Emily Dickinson:

Best Gains – must have the Losses' Test –
To constitute them – Gains –

Donald. Trump. Is. An. Idiot.

He actually said the following about COVID19: "When you test, you have a case. When you test, you find something is wrong with people. If we didn’t do any testing, we would have very few cases."

What is really sad is that his Klan of supporters were probably shaking their heads in agreement thinking, "Trump really is a stable genius. You know, he had an uncle who went to MIT."

The truth of the matter is that Donald Trump did nothing -- absolutely nothing -- to prepare and protect our country for the coming pandemic. Trump's response has been nothing but denial, deceit, delays, and dysfunction -- and of course, the result of his incompetence has been death, death and more death (the US is 4% of the world's population, but we account for 28.5% of all COVID19 deaths worldwide).

AS OF 6/7/20: 2,000,000+ cases, and 112,500 deaths.

The latest lunacy on the part of Trump -- that "if we didn't do any testing, we would have very few cases" -- called to mind Emmett Lee Dickinson's short poem, "Best Gains -- must be without the Tests" (above on the left). Dickinson's poem inspired third cousin Emily to pen her poem "Best Gains -- must have the Losses' Test" (above on the right).

We offer Dickinson’s “The Spider as Con Artist” (below on the left) in response to Trump’s idiotic remarks. This poem inspired third cousin Emily to pen her poem “The Spider as an Artist” (below on the right).

By Emmett Lee Dickinson:

The Spider as Con Artist
Revered by those Employed –
Though his lackluster Merit’s
Now freely certified

Still every Imp and Idjit
Throughout this “Christian” Land –
Suspects this Sap’s a Genius
They fall for Sleight of Hand –

By Emily Dickinson:

The Spider as an Artist
Has never been employed –
Though his surpassing Merit
Is freely certified

By every Broom and Bridget
Throughout a Christian Land –
Neglected Son of Genius
I take thee by the Hand –

Be Worst

5/11/2020

From Dorothy Dawe:

My post below is highly unusual. This is the first time EVER that I have included an entire twitter thread from a single individual. In the past, I have included tweets from others here an there, but never an entire thread -- but what Steve Schmidt tweeted today MUST be read in its entirety by as many people as possible.

Trump's presidency has been nothing but a disaster from the start; however, his failure as a leader during a true world-wide crisis has been truly catastrophic. His response to COVID-19 has been nothing but denial, delay, deceit, and dysfunction.

First he called the virus a "hoax." Then he said that it would all go away, "like a miracle." Now he's trying to paint an absurd picture that -- after 80,000-plus deaths (and rising) -- "we have prevailed." This is Trump's pathetic "Mission Accomplished" moment, a sad reminder that his incompetence is killing more and more Americans.

[NOTE: With just 4.3% of the world's population, the US is now the epicenter of the pandemic with 33% of all cases and 28.5% of all deaths.]

In a highly risky push to reopen the economy, Trump -- a.k.a. Cap'n Bonespurs -- is now trying to convince us that we are all warriors in the battle and that we must be willing to die to feed his greed (and to guarantee his re-election).

“We have to be warriors," he grumbled. "We can’t keep our country closed down for years.”

Of course, in the meantime, HE is tested every day, and EVERYONE who comes in contact with him must be tested (now that the White House has become a COVID hot spot) -- while the rest of America waits and waits and waits for a national testing program.

Below: A vintage poster for D. W. Griffith's spectacle "The Death of a Nation" (soon to be aired on TCM).

The Trump response to this global pandemic has been SICKENING -- figuratively and literally.

His lies, his incompetence, his hubris, his lack of leadership and a national response, his absence of empathy, his dysfunction -- all of this has called to mind two short poems by Emmett Lee Dickinson (Emily Dickinson's third cousin, twice removed -- at her request), "So, take your risk" and "Death warrants aren't supposed to be" (below on the left).

His poems inspired third cousin Emily to pen her poems "Soul, take thy risk" and "Death warrants are supposed to be" (below on the right).

By Emmett Lee Dickinson:

So, take your risk
With Death to be
We’re better with you out, not me

By Emily Dickinson:

Soul, take thy risk.
With Death to be
Were better than be not with thee

By Emmett Lee Dickinson:

Death warrants aren’t supposed to be
An enginery of remedy
A terminal mistake
A quick fix from an Idle Hand
A Devotee of his consigned
To Intermix or Squawk

By Emily Dickinson:

Death warrants are supposed to be
An enginery of equity
A merciful mistake
A pencil in an Idol's Hand
A Devotee has oft consigned
To Crucifix or Block

Do not go gentle into that good economy, warriors! Just make sure your wills are up-to-date!

What Fresh Hell Is This?

5/5/2020

From Dorothy Dawe:

Early signs of pandemic trouble came with Faith Salie's, "Ladies, what are we doing about hair color?," the startling shortage of toilet paper, and the utter necessity of learning how to mute and unmute on Zoom. Then came inertia, weight gain (the "Covid 19"), and the inability to remember what day it was.

Now, in addition to murder hornets, there's this:

Pictured at the right: A closer image of the mutant virus.

On top of all of our troubles, we have an incompetent, odious clown in the White House who did absolutely NOTHING to prepare our country for the coming pandemic. He golfed. He claimed it would "wash through" and disappear -- "like a miracle." He yipped and yapped about a "Democratic hoax" (interestingly a TEENAGER in Seattle set up a coronavirus tracking site -- HERE -- in DECEMBER 2019).

To make matters worse, Sniffy the Clown began touting miracle fixes, including hydroxychloroquine (and as a result, someone died from ingesting fish tank cleaner with chloroquine phosphate), injections of disinfectants, and bright light inside the body.

The ineptitude. The lies. The delays and the deceit. Everything about Trump and the Trump Virus called to mind Emmett Lee Dickinson's poem "His Chemical predictions" (below on the left). Dickinson's poem inspired third cousin Emily to pen her poem "The Chemical conviction" (below on the right).

By Emmett Lee Dickinson:

His Chemical predictions
That Not be tried
Enable more Disaster
Because he Lied –

The new Face of the Virus
We all can see
How more the Fiendish Creature
It seems to be!

By Emily Dickinson:

The Chemical conviction
That Nought be lost
Enable in Disaster
My fractured Trust –

The Faces of the Atoms
If I shall see
How more the Finished Creatures
Departed me!

Dead Right

4/30/2020

From Dorothy Dawe:

I realize that Trump preys upon the poorly educated and ill-informed, but just how stupid are those people? Don’t they see that flip-flop Donnie doesn’t just talk in circles – he talks in scribbles. First “It’s a hoax,” and then ”I always knew it would be a pandemic” to "Who could have seen this coming?" to "We got bad information." First it’s "The cure can't be worse than the the problem" to “Reopen America with packed churches on Easter,” to now ”The United States made the correct decision (to lockdown)" -- plus he's said everything in between!

Flip-Flop Donnie did NOTHING to prepare our country for what was to come.

In December 2019, a teenager in Seattle in created this site (HERE) to track the virus. Did you catch that? A TEENAGER. IN DECEMBER.

For months, though, Flip-Flop Donnie went on golfing trips and Twitter rants about the "Democratic hoax." Now he and Liddle’ Lurch Kushner are out and about touting Trump’s leadership as "a great success"? Are you kidding me?!?

We've had more deaths from COVID19 than the entire span of the twenty-year Vietnam War. Twenty-seven percent of all COVID19 deaths world-wide are from the United States -- as a direct result of Trump's apathy and inaction. That's a great success?

To top all of that, Governor Ron “We’re God’s waiting room” DeSantis is blocking Florida’s Health Department from reporting any addition COVID19 deaths. Well, I suppose if we can block all reporting of deaths, then yeah – the Trump strategery will be seen as very successful – because the truth will be buried with all the dead bodies! How fortunate – the grave will contain all of the stats!

Hmm. That reminds me of a poem by Emmett Lee Dickinson, “How fortunate the grave” (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:

How fortunate the Grave –
Our Crisis to contain –
Success is certain, if at last,
They cover our campaign.

By Emily Dickinson:

How fortunate the Grave –
All Prizes to obtain –
Successful certain, if at last,
First Suitor not in vain.

Prize Bull

4/26/2020

From Jarvis MacKinnon III:

Donald Trump is such a clever man, huh? He is so intelligent. In fact, I would venture to say that he is a stable genius, a very stable genius.

Is your sarcasm detector clicking off the charts? It should be -- because I was being completely and utterly sarcastic.

Trump asked doctors to check into bright lights and household disinfectants as a way to cure the coronavirus. Later he claimed that he was being sarcastic. Hmm. I have to admit, my sarcasm detector registered zero.

Today, Trump launched into a twitter rant about journalists and their unmerited "Noble Prizes." After he was mocked unmercifully, he deleted the tweets and claimed he -- once again -- that he was merely being sarcastic.

Once again, my sarcasm detector registered zero.

Here's what Trump tweeted -- and then later deleted:

After he was ridiculed beyond belief, Trump deleted his tweets, and then posted this:

What's your sarcasm detector telling you? Was Trump being sarcastic? I think not. If he were, then why did he delete his original tweets? I tell you what -- my BS-detector is ticking off the charts! Off. The. Charts.

The entire affair calls to mind Emmett Lee Dickinson's poem "Lest any doubt that he is nuts know he was mad Today" (below on the left). Dickinson's lines inspired third cousin Emily to pen her poem "Lest any doubt that we are glad that they were born Today" (below on the right).

By Emmett Lee Dickinson:

Lest any doubt that he is nuts know
       he was mad Today
His tweets beheld by us about his
       noble prize dismay
With misspelled words, and
       pompousness & plain insanity –

By Emily Dickinson:

Lest any doubt that we are glad that
       they were born Today
Whose having lived is held by us in
       noble Holiday
Without the date, like
       Consciousness or Immortality –

I suppose if the Noble Committee ever does bestow a Noble Prize on Donald Trump -- it will be for sarcasm! (...and I bet your sarcasm detector is ticking off the charts again!)

Asleep at the Wheel

4/26/2020

From Dorothy Dawe:

In December 2019, a teenager in Washington state built this site and started tracing the spread of the coronavirus: HERE.

NOTE 1: December 2019. NOTE 2: A TEENAGER.

On January 7, 2020, The New York Times posted this story on page 13: "China Grapples With Mystery Pneumonia-Like Illness."

From CBS News: “At four o'clock in the morning on Thursday, January 9, taking second billing to a pop star's big revelation (‘Singer Justin Bieber revealed that he's been battling Lyme disease; he says that he's getting treatment’), coronavirus got its first mention on a CBS News broadcast.” Read and see CBS’s complete article HERE.

What about Donald Trump?

HE WAS ASLEEP AT THE WHEEL.

Coronavirus was a hoax. It was contained. It would disappear like a miracle. It would "wash through" due to higher temperatures. “We have it totally under control,” he bragged. "It's the Democrat's latest hoax," he grumbled.

“We wasted six weeks of early warning time," said Professor Ashish Jha, head of the Harvard Global Health Institute.

Trump did nothing. His was approach was denial, deceit, and delay.

TRUMP WAS ASLEEP AT THE WHEEL.

The deaths that could have been prevented if Trump had acted reminded me of Emmett Lee Dickinson's poem "If I shouldn't be alive" (below on the left). Dickinson's poem inspired third cousin Emily to pen her poem with the same first line (below on the right).

By Emmett Lee Dickinson:

If I shouldn’t be alive
When this plague is done,
Blame the one in orange spray tan
The deplorable bum –

If I can’t torment him,
Being long asleep,
You will know I’m cursing
With my granite lip!

By Emily Dickinson:

If I shouldn't be alive
When the robins come,
Give the one in red cravat
A memorial crumb –

If I couldn't thank you,
Being just asleep,
You will know I'm trying
With my granite lip!

Make a Killing

4/16/2020

From Dorothy Dawe:

In my post from the Ides of April, “Go for the Kill” (HERE), I noted why MAGAts don’t see Trump as an imposter, a fraud, a charlatan. It’s because they are cult members – “social deviants who possess shallow and very easily manipulated mental capacity, an unhealthy if not miserable view of personal identity, disinterest in the truth, and pronounced capabilities of being controlled.”

They cannot understand that Trump’s response to the global coronavirus pandemic has been nothing but an unmitigated disaster. He ignored every warning and every briefing about the coming calamity. Instead of preparing for and managing a federal response to the crisis, he golfed and staged rallies. He told his MAGAts that the virus was a Democratic hoax. He told everyone to stay calm and it will go away -- it will just wash through in April. Then, at the onset of the crisis, he spouted his desire to see packed churches on Easter (this from the man who cannot quote even a single verse from the Bible). Now he wants to "Reopen America." He wants to put everyone back to work -- and he wants to make a killing.

The cult and the Klan members are now rallying behind their leader -- they are dying to get to get back to work (the "Who is paying for the coffins" slide was posted on Twitter by @eduboltito).

The blind devotion on the part of MAGAts calls to mind Emmett Lee Dickinson's poem, "Not with this Cult, the Truth is Spoken" (below on the left). Dickinson's poem inspired third cousin Emily to pen her poem "Not with a Club, the Heart is broken" (below on the right).

By Emmett Lee Dickinson:

Not with this Cult, the Truth is spoken
Nor with the Klan
A Group so dull they cannot see what
I can

They love the Tragic Creature
Till they fall,
Yet that Group’s End
Too easy to enthrall.

Calamitous his Word
By Lies he spreads –
Singing unto the Stones
Which are their heads –

Shame need not crouch
In all of their Affairs –
Shame – stand erect –
This Universe is theirs.

By Emily Dickinson:

Not with a Club, the Heart is broken
Nor with a Stone –
A Whip so small you could not see it
I've known

To lash the Magic Creature
Till it fell,
Yet that Whip's Name
Too noble then to tell.

Magnanimous as Bird
By Boy descried –
Singing unto the Stone
Of which it died –

Shame need not crouch
In such an Earth as Ours –
Shame – stand erect –
The Universe is yours.

Pictured below: Donald Trump with some of his closest advisors, David Koresh, Marshall Applewhite, and Jim Jones.