In the 90’s I vowed to never write about myself, politics and/or politicians. Despite having an outgoing personality I am a very private person. I also think the very people we elect to solve problems disappoint us; not once or twice but many, many times. They goof up.
I should have kept the proverb,“never say never” in mind. Now that I am breaking my vow of silence by starting or rather publishing this blog, I better be careful about what I write. I built a website in 2006 but didn’t publish it. Here is why I don’t want to talk about politicians. Starting with Bush, the son.
In 2005 when Bush was still enjoying his presidency, a friend sent me a haiku titled “Make the Pie Higher”. It was written by Richard Thompson for Washington Post. I couldn’t resist but reply to her email right away. Here is what I wrote. You can read Thompson’s haiku underneath mine. Hopefully I am not infringing on any copyright by putting the published haiku here. Now you know why I vowed to never write about politicians.
…put the diet food on the table (as the taxes are increasing and affecting the common people more and more).
Yeah, all right, make the pie higher by making more money for Haliburton and squeezing every cent out of people like us by bringing the economy down.
Here is my poem for him:
Make the pie higher
Yeah, bebe, I say make the pie higher
for I have to repay the pharmaceuticals
for their contribution to my campaigns
not to mention Haliburton
for keeping me in the office
while I play golf on my year-long vacation
Yeah, squeeze more money from the educated ones
for I got only C while I was at Harvard
and see I am presiding the world’s super power
where people like to spend, but
how dare they do for I say
take away the jobs and give them to people like
FDA’s executives who are loyal to the party
It ain’t matter for they can bring the vote along
with millions at home
yeah babe millions of $$$$$ , not germs
for the pharmaceuticals have Vioxx to kill them
both the humans and germs alike
with Bombs in Iraq and Vioxx in the Home Terrain
But I am satisfied
that’s why you see me on TV blinking like a monkey
for I get satisfied by a simple moo from the barn and a
20 oz steak on my plate
and the next day I ask my staff for the absence of
MOO that I heard before my meal
they look at their polished shoes and
and I am baffled
for the absence of MOO that I heard before the meal yesterday!!!!!
I should stop I am just writing whatever is coming to my mind.
This is a poem made up entirely of quotations from George W. Bush, arranged for “aesthetic” purposes by Washington Post writer Richard Thompson. A testament to literacy in the age of Every Child Left Behind!
MAKE THE PIE HIGHER!
I think we all agree, the past is over.
This is still a dangerous world.
It’s a world of madmen and uncertainty
And potential mental losses.
Rarely is the question asked
Is our children learning?
Will the highways of the Internet
Become more few?
How many hands have I shaked?
They misunderestimate me.
I am a pitbull on the pant leg of opportunity.
I know that the human being
And the fish can coexist.
Families is where our nation finds hope,
Where our wings take dream.
Put food on your family!
Knock down the tollbooth!
Make the pie higher!
Make the pie higher!