Barack Haiku

Nixon’s minions strike

Our pockets picked once more

Vote them a ride home

Decency drops in

Fear and anger lose their bite

The eyes have it

Post debate spewage

My man won no matter what

Thanks I’ll decide myself

Grim tidings blow in

Barack leans into the gale

Calmly pressing on

Weaponized Dollar

Bankers demand their ransom

Return our country

No blank checks to cons

Play chicken with mercenaries

Its war on the people


 


 

Obama’s Conditions for Wall Street Bailout

Wall Street Journal

House Republican staffers met with roughly 15 lobbyists Friday afternoon, whose message to lawmakers was clear: Don’t load the legislation up with provisions not directly related to the crisis, or regulatory measures the industry has long opposed…

A deal killer for the group: a proposal that would grant bankruptcy judges new powers to lower the principal, interest rate or both on a mortgage as part of a bankruptcy proceeding

Quiet snap of sunrise

This day’s deeds and words lead to

Soft sigh at lights out

Toilet swirling green

Markets make no promises

Who owns this crisis?

High tide waterline

So still it seems unmoving

Trust the force below

Supply lines stretched

Truth rains on McBush parade

Washing tons dis grace

We deserve better

Jail of shiny mirages

Or cool glass of truth

Season of deceit

Integrity’s vacation

Mere lying seems quaint

You stand there stunned

Push back this dishonest wind

Or watch from behind

A sprinting finish

Kicked up dust, who has the lead?

Squint, then run harder