 | Bart Simpson once said, “I never thought this was humanly possible, but this both sucks and blows.” Similarly – and I really didn’t think this would be humanly possible – but the Trump presidency has been both totally and utterly sad, and at the same time it has been completely and absolutely laughable. This paradoxical phenomenon began when Trump descended a golden escalator in Trump Tower – a visual metaphor for our descent into hell – and he dropped racist dog whistles and began barking into a racist bull horn about a tremendous wall (with a beautiful door) to be constructed across the southern border of the United States (which, of course, Mexico would pay for). |
Did you see the videos last week when high winds blew down portions of Master Builder Trump’s border fence? It was completely and absolutely laughable – a striking visual metaphor of our so-called president’s tenure in the White House.
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Trump’s pathetic ha-ha (which, honestly, literally means “sunken fence”) inspired us to post Emmett Lee Dickinson’s poem “So ‘large’ his Wall” below on the left. Dickinson’s poem inspired third cousin Emily to pen her poem “So large my Will,” below on the right.
| By Emmett Lee Dickinson: So “large” his Wall So brittle that it may Embarrass him With heavy infamy – A stunt for him For whom the Whole is “great” Affront to me Who know his Deed of hate. Worth at its best Is but a scanty Toy – Brought quickly down In stark hilarity. It’s now so small We chiefly wonder then At his Conceit In purchasing. | By Emily Dickinson: So large my Will The little that I may Embarrasses Like gentle infamy – Affront to Him For whom the Whole were small Affront to me Who know His Meed of all. Earth at the best Is but a scanty Toy – Bought, carried Home To Immortality. It looks so small We chiefly wonder then At our Conceit In purchasing. |
And speaking of visual metaphors for Trump's disastrous administration, click HERE to see five or our favorites Let us know which on you like best!
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