Four More Years

The coming choice for President won’t be close. Despite the assertions of the talking heads America isn’t about to throw Barack Obama over for an obscenely wealthy haircut who walks funny and a beefed up polo shirt with a weirder yet haircut that wants to end, as in genocidal, the poor; both spawn of the same ideology that gave an acolyte license to marry the words legitimate and rape together in the same sentence.

Even as the GOP Taliban party leaders attempted to lock the crazy uncle in the attic in Missouri, they’re doing their own crazy thing down in Tampa, Fla., reiterating language in their platform calling for a no-exceptions constitutional amendment outlawing abortion, even in cases of rape, incest and threat to the life of the mother.

How could any self-respecting woman vote for these deniers of science and evolution that drool at the prospect of reaching into their wombs? If these same men could get pregnant contraceptives would be the number one additive in beer.

What person who paid their forced premiums for decades and are now dependent on Social Security or Medicare, deceptively labeled entitlements, cast their vote for the enemy of their very lives? What Hispanic or Gay or Black person will pull a lever for these gas-bag Ken Doll Twins?

What part of the population that lost 40% of their wealth, their homes, their jobs and their health care under the stewardship of republicans while allowing the Wall Street criminals who should be suffocating on water boards at Guantanamo Bay go unpunished and keep their ill-gotten gains vote for yet another ass raping that enriches the 1% even more?

What patriot who cares for the environment will be willing to hand over the reigns of power to a pair of earth eviscerating money whores; extreme fringe right-wing nut jobs who’d cut down the last redwood tree into custom designer toothpicks for a two olive martini and a Rolex while those of us without panic rooms wear gas masks just to take out the recycling?

If every citizen eligible to vote did; the Republican Party would soon be as extinct as the Whigs. Bush was a dolt but likable in scary clown sort of ways but not this crew. They are unable to hide their contempt for anyone with less than eight figures of wealth; true believers, razors, fanatics; delusional masters of the universe detached by privilege from the reality of poverty and despair just there below the clouds of their private jets.

This election won’t be close. That’s my story and I’m sticking to it. But if I’m wrong again as I was with the war games crazy Bush dynasty; if money buys this election and power falls once again into the hands of the all-powerful, it will be because those who have nothing left but the vote didn’t vote. Then they and we are just as apathetic as they are counting on us to be and we won’t and don’t matter. If that happens then we’ll get just about what we deserve.  


About circusinpurgatory
Nick Masesso Jr’s fictionalized short stories, poetry and prose have been published in the Starry Night Review, Elegant Thorn Review, Language and and Vagabond Press; the Battered Suitcase. His latest book “Armor of Innocence” and first book “Walking the Midway in Purgatory, a Journal” are available on-line and through bookstores.

One Response to Four More Years

  1. James Mcfarland says:

    Blown Away: how can we post this to the world. Scary if independents lean and fall for apocalyptic disaster that looms from the monster machine, ready to shove us off a trembling precipice. Romney’s ‘funny walk’ is an understatement, recently noticed on my part, due to the fact he is unbearable to watch. 9.6 rating

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