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.
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).
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! |
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