No matter our race or color or creed
or way of life or species or breed.
No matter our height or girth or scent,
we all hate Donald because Donald is a ******* ****.

(a thought experiment)



imagine you are
a young white boy,
in america,
in a small
town,
in the
1980's.

you are bright.
you love
to learn.

your family
loves you,
supports you,
encourages you,
believes in you.

you are innocent.

one day in
elementary school,
you are sitting at your desk,
listening attentively
to your teacher.

you are learning about
your country.
about presidents.
about elections.

suddenly, you hear
your teacher say that
men could not vote until 1920.

you quickly look around the room.
you don't understand.
what does she mean?

women could always vote,
but not men, she says.
men were not allowed.

she can't be serious.
this must be a joke.

you look in surprise at
the other boy's faces.

your face burns when
you lock eyes with a girl
in the class.

you sit silently.
you didn't know
that men were lesser.

no one had told you
until now.

you thought boys
and girls were the same.
had the same rights.
the same opportunities.
why wouldn't they?

you learn that men
had to fight for 40 years
for this right.

the women wouldn't
even write it down.
they thought it was ludicrous.
they tried to stop men at
every turn and succeeded
for decades.

thoughts clammer
in your mind.

what is wrong with boys?

it seems like everyone thinks
the girls are smarter.
the girls can be trusted.
the girls can be free.
the girls can make decisions.
only the girls know how
to run the country.

your teacher explains
that this is not the way
we are anymore.
now men can vote.

you look up at the presidents
hanging on the classroom wall.
they are all white women.
you hold your head up
a little higher.

no big deal.
there must not have
been any qualified men
to run for president since 1920.
yes, that makes the most sense.
that is logical.
to think otherwise
would be to assume
the world is not fair.

-

now it is 2016.
you are 36.

you have a job.
you have a masters degree.

and for the first time
in your life,
a man has the chance
to win the presidency.

this man has
devoted his life to
public service.
has a law degree.
served in office.
worked hard at
everything he did.

everything he has ever
done has been scrutinized,
ripped apart,
diminished.

he wants to secure
rights for men to use their
bodies as they choose.
he doesn't think this choice
should only be in the hands
of women.

he thinks men deserve
to be paid the same
amount of money as
women do for the same work.

he thinks fathers
should have rights.

he thinks birth control
should be easily available
and affordable to all men.

he is attacked on all sides.
he isn't tall enough.
or handsome enough.
he is balding.
his wife cheated on him,
so obviously he's an *******.

the woman running against
him constantly belittles him.
calls him names. rolls her eyes.
points and jeers,
hovers behind him
while he addresses the nation.
makes up outright lies about him,
and no one challenges her.

suddenly, all around you,
you see women rising up.
defending her. brushing off her
diseased ideas about men.
men should loosen up.
take a joke.

she thinks men should stay home.
stay out of business.
she thinks men without huge penises
have no value. no talent.
she even thinks someone should
just ****** this stupid man.

she owns young men's sports teams,
and likes to walk into the
locker room while they are changing.

and it has taken you
almost 40 years
to realize that

the chances of
every single president
just happening to
be a woman since 1920
is astronomical.

you are a white man.
you are almost 40.
you have played by
all the rules.
even the rules specially
set aside for men.
but you are
not represented.

you have to battle
with women about
your rights over
your own *****.

you work harder.
you get paid less.

people constantly
comment on your
appearance.

on your attitude.

on your smile or lack thereof.

judge you based on
how much chest hair is showing.

and you see a man,
that just won't quit,
battling unspeakable odds,
standing up for you.








can you imagine?

there are so many stupid people
in this country

Earned under great spell of segregation,
With luster grand and blinding glimmers of false hope,
Standing like Trajan over his land, twice the spoils of war.

We must now thwart the hatred,
We must now look our brothers in the skin and decide if we can shoot them in the mouth.

Where lies the liberty in mysticism?
Why is this culture facilitating our schism,
And how now will we draw our party lines, or be done with them for a line in the sand?

Let us not fold in the face of dictatorship.