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10/27/08 - (2)
Monday-Night Bummer at My Café
This Monday night, in my normally bustling café, It's already 7:30, And the staff and I've been idle, since five, Without so much as a single customer coming in. People are staying in their precariously capitalized homes,
Belatedly beginning to scrimp, save, sacrifice... All but forgotten words from another America (Ralph Waldo Emerson's self-reliant country), Which staked out a providential rough and tumble course, Hellbent on taking its place in an industrializing world,
Convinced that its destiny was all but a fait accompli — The shining city on the hill. But that was then. Now, a once-great enterprise Is mired in the consequences of its inherent flaws: Blatant hubris and greed of the most offensively vile kind,
The sort perfected by bigoted Texan/Alaskan stupidity Infecting the born-again Pentecostal, charismatic, Snake-handling, laying-on-of-hands, speaking-in-tongues "saved," Possessing Crawford and Wasilla shit-for-brains Capable of catapulting imbecilic governors into the White House,
For no more reason than that they've mastered mendacity, Competed with the antichrist, beat the devil at his own game, By promising to redeem people from the evils of disbelief, Deliver them unto baby Jesus, In the full luminescence of the blessed Lord's glorious blood, Which, despite the weaknesses of the flesh, Man's transgressions, his manifest intransigences, Bathes his expiations, exculpations, his willingness to say, "Hey, Jesus Christ and I are attached at the hip, the spine! All things are possible in Him"...
Even frauds and swindlers who'd sell us home loans, Provide us with a dozen credit cards, Three SUV's, home theaters and fitness centers, Then sell us down rivers choked with toxic debt, While trying to convince us we're actually being baptized.
Since it looks like my café isn't going to serve anyone, Because everybody's staying home, eating cornflakes, I go out on the street, to lure passersby in, With a promise of dinner and drinks, on the house. But none of them believes I'm offering something for nothing.
10/27/08 - (2)
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