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Feb 5
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Sitting, trying to write, nothing
comes to me. Nothing is what it'll have to be.
Over the weekend and immediately
following the election demonstrations in the streets,
Not my president! But today is Monday
back to work and the business of business in America.
Never have we been fierce warriors.
Rhett Butler got that right: in any confrontation
with the state a platoon of new recruits
with automatic weapons outguns the stately
samurai. Ken and I were eating veggie
burgers and drinking local beers over worries
our fellow Americans will soon start shooting
Jews and Asians, ******* and disabled veterans
whoever's recommended on the news.
There's a learning curve to disregarding tweets
and the remedies offered on facebook. Our refusal
to be more than the sum of ourselves
is our saving grace. Therefore, let
the peaceful transfer of power proceed.
Democracy doesn't guarantee smart choices,
just a chance to correct the mistakes we'll make.

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The plane stayed in the air
with Republicans and Democrats peacefully sharing
the dangers and discomforts. The TSA
checked for weapons and bombs cheerfully
and everyone looked healthy, beautiful and happy
even the old and frayed.
                                            President Tweet
cannot detain travelers for being discreet.
Because we hardly talk to the Other
will there be another Civil War?
Unlikely. But I want to tap
the guy who leans back to nap
Would you consider removing your balding
head of hair from my tired face? Landing
at last is the true answer to our prayers
no new wars and the plane stayed in the air.
Robert Ronnow
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