Apr 12 2017

Double Down Double Standard

 

When fools build a caricature and call it a crown,

Blindness is bliss in the new double down.

The Republic will crumble and walls start to tumble

But no care is taken to the cause of our stumble

We secure victory and revel in bliss

No effort no pining for the standards we miss

Its power we’re craving and “new” ways we’re paving

We’re forging the fetters of our own enslaving

Its my rights alone and you come along

If you see things my way then we have song

But don’t sing my tune you’ll find out soon

Its trample and stample to your old dusty rune

We cry Constitution and say its for me

But don’t you dare cross me and say its for thee

We want what we’re getting wherever its setting

And laugh at the rights of the ones who are fretting

We say that its right because we’ve always done this

And one can’t say “No” to how we’ve always won this

Some berries are red The fiddle his head

You stop us from picking Your rights have no cred

When tables are turned and we take a stand

To keep those we wish to stay out of our land

Double your standards run up on their lanyards

Your words will come back like drunken old tankards

So we might be gladden to forage with glee

On land bought and paid for, but no not by thee

Its our own tradition Its worth the sedition

If need be we’ll trample that old Constitution

When fools build a caricature and call it a crown,

Blindness is bliss in the new double down.

The Republic will crumble and walls start to tumble

But no care is taken to the cause of our stumble

Apr 6 2017

The Cauldron

 

The spring that never was, at least that’s the prediction as of late from the weather prophets. As we dream of warm spring air and fear it may never again appear through the snow drifts, the maple sugar industry is just wishing the sap would run. Its awful hard to boil sap without any sap.

A couple of hours to our south in Augusta there is no shortage of sap to be sure. The halls of the capital run thick with it and for years the layers of impurities have lain dormant with no adversity to expose it. As of late though, the hidden corruption of the Democrat Party has started to bubble to the top.

Not that it would take much heat to turn the layered misdeeds of the party whose symbol is an ass. The systemic corruption of the Democrat Party has so compiled that, quite frankly, its getting very hard for the leadership to keep a lid on it. Still to a great degree, Maine voters are complicit in this misuse and misappropriation of funds.

The Clean Elections Fund is a conundrum of contradiction. There is simply nothing clean about. And to it’s corruption, the Democrats are the flaming epitome. But it was the people of Maine who voted to give the Democrats the much more money to misuse and misappropriate in their version of a “clean election,” as if they hadn’t had enough to misuse in the past.

So now, it’s the expose´. Will Mainers be disgusted by the misuse of their taxpayer dollars? I doubt it. It’s what they voted for, right?

No, not really, but the frustrating thing is the flippant manner in which voters vote away their hard earn dollars into the pockets of corrupt politicians and then complain about the tax burden. Every bond issue that comes on a ballot sails through by a large majority. Minimum wage hikes completely detached from common sense are voted in leaving are businesses now teetering on collapse. No thought is ever given to repercussions of our votes.

The boil is on in Augusta and many Democrats are being exposed for abusing the clean elections system. Augusta is wallowing in too much money that we the voters, with the flick of pen or punch of a button in a voting booth, give to individuals with questionable moral fortitude. We as voters should take this time to reflect on whether there would be so much corruption in Augusta if we stopped giving them so much money to be corrupted with.