a ten yr old girl

                     when immoral laws  laws violating the rights of the countrys majority should not be adhered to  

the Pariah that intonedcodified them ought to be turned out

                                                               they lied to gain their seats  they are not elected  they ought to serve at the countrys pleasure   displeased the majority Americans ought to encourage their resignation by the count of ten One . . . Two . . .

                                  Or . . . 

1409,  Twosday,  5  7. 22

https://www.msnbc.com/rachel-maddow-show/maddowblog/10-year-old-girl-reportedly-forced-leave-ohio-legal-abortion-rcna36660?cid=eml_mra_20220705&user_email=e4c91d00eead6d858374885584701152a02c6d873bb23bf387b4583a289e5951

                        at the end of the trail   . . . Home 

AMish,  Sunday,  3  7. 22

hes been asked three times to “say a few words” at a funeral

to address mourning family and friendsacquaintances is not to say a few words   every word the recitation  people hang on them

he wanted to say No

We know “they” would be so very happy that you spoke on “their” behalf. Few knew “them” better than you. 

                                                                                                                             he knew their perverse sides let them speak freely withheld judgment

he was intimate

he wanted to say No

                           looking into their glassyteared eyes  Id be honoured

honour encapsulates a eulogy

                               late Middle English  from medieval Latin eulogium  eulogia from Greek  influenced by Latin elogium “inscription on a tomb”  from Greek elegia  elegy  a poem of serious reflection a lament

lament for the dead

                     from French lamenter  Latin lamentari from lamenta(plural)  weeping wailing

when he spoke he was unable to invoke the expectedprescribed weeping  or wailing

                                                                                           the House howled

he was irreverenthilarious  mourners wiped tears from their eyes with flourished handkerchiefs  tears from laughter

it was standup 

               he stoodup his dead friendswho they werewhy he loved them  ridiculouslyridiculing how they were misunderstood by their  audiences

1022,  Twosday,  5  7. 22

memorable obit  https://www.msn.com/en-us/news/crime/evil-does-eventually-die-scathing-obituary-published-in-florida-newspaper/ar-AAZbUWv?ocid=mailsignout&pc=U591&cvid=a4250e83f3c046f499468fc68efdb4db 

Animals  Don’t Let Me Be Misunderstood  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YMDrTMnm1IE 

his subliminal roving Mariachi band in full regalia was listening

                                                                   Hes gonna push back

There aint no such thing

Come on, if the person was ethical, if they had a track record . .

. . Of benevolence

                  Whas benevolent Wha candidate can pitch Vote for me! I’m benevolent.

Come on come on, actions speak louder than words . . you could point to their achievements . .

. . Lauding their benevolence

                             Yare full of shit they may be running a gambitplayin the long game

The long game? To become a benevolent dictator?

Again the band squealed lummox said it again 

                                                     they screamed Dicktator                           

he tipped his head forward put a finger to his smile he heard them

                                                                       they screamed  Dicktaster

he tried hard not to laugh put a second fingers to his lips

You’re laughing, you’re not taking me seriously.

Oh Im taking you as seriously as I take your gibberish about computers datamachines making decisions for mankind

No ones benevolent Eventually their bottomline will surface like cream rising in whole milk their creamline apparent

They donwont share it until theyve arrived looking up he caught his expression WHA have faith

                                                                                                    Im all ears  Speak

I wasn’t going to say tha . .

. . Ya didnt have to yashoudve seen your face

                                                 That person yare pining for isnt real Theyre a queer fabrication of your desire imagination

Yasee he heard us his fingers to his mouth he definitely heard us

Ofcourse I did yahoos Aint like yare quiet

after 1800,  ReggaeFriday,  17  6. 22

1629,  Monday,  4  7. 22