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Playlist: The Department of Poetic Justice

Compiled By: Susan Cook

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Sonnets, odes, lyrical tributes- the emotional angst and pleasure of poetry brought to our longing for justice- for the inexplicable, actions, kind deeds and regular generic political folly of others, including a song and dance section, just as there is in real life, for the musically inclined.

Sonnet for President Obama's Tear

From Susan Cook | Part of the The River Is Wide series | 01:11

First published on the eve of Martin Luther King Day , we turn to our preferred form of political expression, the sonnet, to acknowledge the compassion President Obama has brought to the Presidency. Today, we offer a "Sonnet for President Obama's Tear''.

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Sonnet for President Obama’s Tear

Susan Cook

 

His tear is for every person lost since

illegal guns became more, much, so much

more available. How do you convince

the NRA these dead are  theirs too? Touch

the darkness of those who will not ever

know who their guns took, experience

wretched calculations of forever’s

duration, time with no end, grief re-sensed.

They calculate abstractly the time passed

for those whose children died, who are not here.

We only know one madman’s moment lasts

lifetimes when we can’t bear Obama’s tear.

Obama’s tear tells what must be retold.

Compassion’s time is for whom the bell tolls.

In the Department of Poetic Justice (The song and dance genre): 'To an Itsy Bitsy Spider'

From Susan Cook | Part of the The River Is Wide series | 02:50

In the Department of Poetic Justice, just in time for the holidays, The River Is Wide offers a poem that could be sung to the tune from that favorite classic - in the public domain, of course The Itsy Bitsy Spider. The holidays
are a time for singing and a time for contemplation and reflection. In this spirit, To an Itsy Bitsy Spider is a reflection.

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In the Department of Poetic Justice

To an Itsy Bitsy Spider

 

-Susan Cook-

In the Department of Poetic Justice, just in time for the holidays, The River Is Wide offers a poem that could be sung to the tune from that favorite classic - in the public domain, of course The Itsy Bitsy Spider. The holidays

are a time for singing and a time for contemplation and reflection. In this spirit, To an Itsy Bitsy Spider is a reflection.

To an Itsy Bitsy Spider

 

The itsy bitsy spider went up the water spout.

Once he was up there no one could get him out.

So they chose him for governor. Now they’re sorry Itsy sits

up there cause the itsy bitsy spider keeps having little fits.

The itsy bitsy spider doesn’t like the income tax

He had an itsy fitsy when his bill could not get passed

So the itsy bitsy spider went looking for revenge

And itsy said he’ll never sign another bill again.

The itsy bitsy spider wanted to reduce

The government budget. Itsy doesn’t have no use

For asylum seekers coming here who’d also like to be

like the itsy-bitsy spider, enjoying liberty.

The itsy bitsy spider forgot it’s not just him

creating legislation. Itsy doesn’t seem to know

he’s not the most important legislator anyone has known, so

he vetoes everything and tells them no, no, no, no no.

The itsy bitsy spider seems like he has inflated

his own self- importance which is a little over-rated.

It’s a problem that is treated with some sure de-levitators.

That is heading to the State House to deal with the Legislators.

The itsy bitsy spider can have a real hard time.

Just like Nikita Khrushchev sometimes you think he’ll pound

his sneaker on the table when he gets very mad. Whoops!

That’s the part we fantasized. Has itsy had past lives.

The itsy bitsy spider did not come out of nowhere.

His message is so simple. You wonder where he found

the voters who believed him. Voters sometimes can be the sucker

now they’re left to try and find a way to impeach… the itsy bitsy spider

…went up the water spout

Once he was up there no one could get him out.

So they had to make him governor. Now they’re sorry Itsy sits

up there cause the itsy bitsy spider keeps having little fits.

 

In the Department of Poetic Justice (The song and dance genre): All I Want Is My Debt Deferred

From Susan Cook | Part of the The River Is Wide series | 03:23

Well, in my state the Maine Center for Public Interest Reporting published a lengthy article about a veteran lawmaker who is strongly supporting a bill to allow copper and zinc mining in pristine rural parts of the state by the brother company of a firm that has forgiven a debt of about $150,000 that he owed the company. In our poetic justice department, we today offer this poem "All I Want Is My Debt Deferred" which can be sung to the tune of "Wouldn't it be loverly" from "My Fair Lady".

Gravelpit2011_small Well, in my state the Maine Center for Public Interest Reporting published a lengthy article about a veteran lawmaker who is strongly supporting a bill to allow copper and zinc mining in pristine rural parts of the state by the brother company of a firm that has forgiven a debt of about $150,000 that he owed the company. In our poetic justice department, we  today offer this poem "All I Want Is My Debt Deferred"  which can be sung to the tune of  "Wouldn't it be loverly" from "My Fair Lady".

“All I want is my debt deferred”
-Susan Cook-
(to the tune of “Wouldn’t it be loverly” from “My Fair Lady”
All I want is my debt deferred
Way up north where I keep my word. 
I don’t down in Augusta.
Forgiving debt is not a crime. 
All I want is my gas bills paid
Irving’s lawyers get off my case.
So I can sleep more calmly.
No, it isn’t bribery.
All I want is a nice new mine
on Bald Mountain. It’s not that fine
an example of  forest. Mining
isn’t larceny.
All I want is the bill to pass.
You know, I like my trout, my bass.
Copper and arsenic in streams
might help other species last. 
I can’t help it if Irving Oil
bought up forests in my home towns
and what they really want is
me to have my gas station.
What I mean is when I retire
I’ll go home and sit by the fire
And Irving does not want me
worried about unpaid bills.
All they want is Bald Mountain mines,
No one goes there, just porcupines
And moose and deer and beavers.
Jobs are my priority.
As you know, I am not corrupt.
You know I’m not one who will erupt
in public or in meetings, except 
when you’re accusing me.
It’s just that what I really want
is a mine out in my back lot.
I mean Aroostock County.
That’s where my gas station is.
I do not commit larceny,
embezzlement or bribery
I have a private business. 
That is none of your business.
Irving can’t help it if I made
public office my second trade
When I’m not selling gas,
donuts, soda, or Gator-ade.
As I’ve said, I am not a crook.
Ethically, I go by the book.
I wrote it long ago when 
I was Speaker of the House.
Let’s not go there. What Irving wants
is a mine. That is not a crime.
Forgiving debt is kind. And  
all I have to say is it’s lover-ly.
 

"I Wonder Whose Pocket She's In" (The song and dance genre): A Lyrical Tribute to Corporate Influence on Elected Officials

From Susan Cook | Part of the The River Is Wide series | 05:46

Well, in my state we have a remarkable example of corporations having their way with state legislators to pass a bill that- in the long run did nothing but pay the corporation millions in cashed-in tax breaks. And the two legislators (one from each party) who sponsored the bill got nothing but $16,000 in donations to their personal PACS. This has sparked wonder and awe and inspired a lyrical tribute "I Wonder Whose Pocket She's In" which can be sung to the melody of the 1909 hit song "I Wonder Who's Kissing Her Now", if you like a good song instead of a bracing lyrical poem.

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Well, in my state, we have a remarkable example of corporations having their way with state legislators  to pass a bill that- in the long run- did nothing to solve the problem the bill was supposed to solve. 
Thanks to the investigative reporting of the Maine Sunday Telegram, we know that in 2011 our legislature passed an investment opportunity bill to encourage investors to put their money into low-income communities. All is good.  The problem is, the legislature passed the bill without any requirement that the money the corporation invested (in exchange for tax breaks  equal to 39% of the total investment)  actually be spent on the community  it was supposed to help. And worse- if the corporation didn’t pay any taxes in the state- they could just cash in that 39% of the money they invested for real real dollars.  Thus, a corporate investment which looked like 40 million dollars on paper for a failing Maine paper company ended up with the investors getting 16 million dollars in cashed-in tax breaks, millions to pay off other debts, $8 million for the investment corporation, $500,000 to lawyers and brokers, and a ripe  $16,000 to the two legislative leaders (one from each party)  who sponsored it.  
Why a complex bill was passed without the due diligence that the public trusts legislators to have- is an unknown. We only know the 2 sponsors of the legislation received about 16 thousand dollars for their PACs for sponsoring it and pressuring their colleagues to vote for it.. 
I mean, really only 16 thousand for the two legislators- when millions were being passed from investor to investor?
This sparks wonder which here inspires verse- well, song, if you’re a singer because the verse can also be sung to  the melody from the 1909 song  “I Wonder Who’s Kissing Her Now.” (Check it out on You Tube!)
And so our verse asks  “I Wonder Whose Pocket She’s In”
I Wonder Whose Pocket She’s In
(to the tune of I Wonder Who’s Kissing Her Now)
I wonder whose pocket he’s in
Now that she’s left office again.
I  suppose that the guys 
whose pockets he  lined 
Still like the paydays 
his decisions inspired.
Electeds aren’t paid all that much
and you know campaigns cost as much
as a lawyers’  down payment
When they’re hired by the complainant
Who’s discovered a problem that the laws
Should have solved.
Campaign contributions go into  remission
When the Federal Election Commission
Puts the numbers online
In a font called  Tiny Fine
And they’re alphanumerically
listed  in rhyme. 
You know  I’m just kidding with that.
You just have to know where they’re at
I mean the descriptor
Of the name of the sister
Of the corporate custodian who works 
weekends sometimes. 
And there on line eight thousand ten
She’s managed to give him again
The monetary limit
For a candidate who’s in it
For the long haul and knows 
his big pay day won’t come…
Til’ he opts to not seek again
The office where he used his pen
To put into place  
the gravy and baste 
the fat critter that some 
Corporation has raised.
Their regulatory dismays 
Resemble a  purgatory in ways
Their  projects go on  hold.
Til the owners grow old
And cannot  recall
The best number to call…
To tweak the one they have  elected 
Who waits at his desk .He’s rejected
a number of bills 
his donors s want killed.
But never when
picturing James, George or Ben.
Which now brings us back to our question
About an elected’s  intention
When citizens call 
and encounter a wall
And the call’s  placed on hold
til  the elected’s  gone home. 
So now he’s back home. Has he been offered
A  job that will top off his coffers.
And soon he can request
the suit lawyers  like best
at Brooks Brothers with  pockets
that won’t cramp his knees or their sockets. 
I wonder whose pocket he’s in
Now that he has  left office again.
I  suppose that the guys 
whose pockets he  lined 
Still like the paydays 
his decisions inspired….

A Sonnet for Negative Ads

From Susan Cook | Part of the The River Is Wide series | :57

Sometimes, there is an ineffable quality to the offensiveness of negative campaign ads. We turn here to the sonnet to express deep concern about negative political ads. Thus, for this 2014 Election Campaign season, "A Sonnet for Negative Ads".

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Sonnet for Negative Ads
-Susan Cook-
The ads have turned negative trying to
win votes. They imply it’s Godzilla now
running for office, a gorilla who 
loves big fat liberal doctrines.  Don’t ask how
he says it. Apparently he’s signing.
He’s now been discovered, his cover’s been
blown. He’s taking your tax dollars, mining
social security, this with a  win 
on Tuesday if he's succeeded, deceived
you into thinking he’s really human,
stands on two legs, counting votes he’s  received.
Voters beware! Gorillas are looming.
Out, out with the negative! You’re the real louse,
harming all creatures including the mouse.
 

America's Sonnet

From Susan Cook | Part of the The River Is Wide series | :57

America's Sonnet expresses despair and disappointment about this country, which we want to love but are distressed about in the wake of failures to act on gun control and violence in this democracy.

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America's Sonnet
-Susan Cook-
It is so hard to write you this sonnet
because I long for you in another
way. I want to feel justified, make it 
like "Shall I compare thee to a summer
day?" But there was that summer day, one man
with all those guns that you allowed him to
buy to kill. He was an American-
style imposter. I want you to be true.
I will not  just say they're your pretty wrongs,
you being mine, my land of liberty.
Then you go behind my back. Someone cons
me, your NSA. Your fool becomes me.
My sonnet's yours America, but you
will not take all my loves, turn black, white, blue.

Sonnet For The Baseball Teams Playing "Sweet Caroline"

From Susan Cook | Part of the The River Is Wide series | :54

This is a sonnet for the baseball teams who after the tragedy at the Boston Marathon each played the song the Boston Red Sox play during a game when they score a home run.

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Sonnet for the Baseball Teams 
Playing "Sweet Caroline"
                 -Susan Cook-
Buddhists like to call it spontaneous
arising. Buddhists don't "like". They abide.
They await the day when the gain for us
is staying with what is here now,  a kind 
of seeing things as they are. So when two 
men made a bomb, and placed it at the race,
killing, stealing legs and arms, Buddhists knew 
showing compassion, would out distance base
and evil fear, the cruelty of the mean. 
Baseball teams in this country, knowing time
arises and dissipates, what is seen
is what there is, then played "Sweet Caroline".
Boston Red Sox fans knew then we are one,
hearts' score humanity, compassion's  run.

Remembering the Lost: "The Fall"

From Susan Cook | Part of the The River Is Wide series | :54

In Memoriam , "The Fall" .

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                                       The Fall
                         On the anniversary of September 11, 2001
                                           -Susan Cook-
The difference between nine and nine-fifteen
is a shade of light, a shade of darkness
depending on where you stand, how it's seen.
Always is a matter of more or less.
In the Emergency Room, no one knows
what happened just fifteen minutes before.
They only know that now you're here. It goes
the way the body's many clocks have worn
the time that life provides. They will decide
if (as you fell each story took away
a minute more of what's there to abide)
this time, the shadow's length would end the day.
Light's not the only measure of darkness,
time not the only way to know what's less.
Copyright 2008 All rights reserved Susan Cook

Sonnet for Vladimir Putin

From Susan Cook | Part of the The River Is Wide series | :57

As Vladimir Putin continues to explore new ways to polarize Ukraine, if not the world, perhaps a sonnet will remind us of what is lost by such polarization.

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Sonnet for Vladimar Putin
In Independence Square that day, her face
held in his hand, they kissed. Back then, detente
protected them, his arm around her waist, 
that year, that day. Cold War memories still haunt
them, when love was impossible, above 
all, she without him, he without her, caught 
in diplomacy. But then Gorbachev
imagined a boy, a girl and love. Arms ought
to be for holding, international 
relations, so Gorbachev created
detente. That day, with things more rational,
in the square, love was reciprocated. 
Putin would like to end such caressing,
love his nemesis, countries confessing. 

Sonnet for the First Fish, Best Fish

From Susan Cook | Part of the The River Is Wide series | :51

Sonnets are a way to find optimism in difficult times, like the Government Shutdown. This is a sonnet that acknowledges that the first fish is the best fish and can provide for many.

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Sonnet for The First Fish, Best Fish

-Susan Cook-
The first fish is remembered as the best
fish. It is the one that when it was caught
(remember, there were only two, the rest
elusive that day) it ended all thought
and fear they'd  have to go without, suffering
where it didn't need to be, unfounded.
If there was one, there would be enough, bring
in more the next time. We were astounded
that what looked like deprivation for so
long might not be that at all. The first fish
meant that those who had been turned away, no
compassion for their need, could be fed with just this.
The first fish will be the best, where the start
begins, for our minds, the eyes, for the heart. 

Sonnet for Antoinette

From Susan Cook | Part of the The River Is Wide series | :58

This is a sonnet written for Antoinette, the school receptionist at the school in Georgia where a man stood outside, then fired a high powered weapon, carrying with him hundreds of rounds of ammunition. Antoinette spoke to him and he, in time, put down his weapon and surrendered to police.

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                                                     Sonnet for Antoinette
-                                                              -Susan Cook-

Antoinette, bring us to the small country
where you live and where that god you give to
stands, human tragedy right outside the
school who only needs to lift his foot through
one more door to show us what he carried
out when he went through the rooms where guns, his,
are manufactured, when he woke, harried
(we don't know why). It all comes down to this.
You speak to him and somewhere find the food
a crazy man needs most: what might have been.
"We might be family." Your hand soothes his mood.
"No man is an island." This is kin.
Antoinette, bring us to this country, near
you, where we  belong, truth louder than fear.

Sonnet for the President of the NRA

From Susan Cook | Part of the The River Is Wide series | :57

This Sonnet for the President of the NRA has no statistics, no logic, no legal reasoning or principle.

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Sonnet for the President of the NRA
-Susan Cook-
Where would we begin, Mr. Keene? You too
visualize: death's examiner, see
where there's the trail strewn with bloody hearts, blue
bodies, drained of life, their luscious mouths, we
can't begin to open because each one
comes back to this. We feed our young with spoons
of silver, gold. Someone acquires a gun
or leaves the door wide open to the rooms
and rooms where the guns are manufactured,
with a day like this in mind: someone, scared
(it could be you) whose fear has finally lured
him into thinking: This is truth or dare.
Whose child knows now, guns mean death, do not care,
don't distinguish truth from fear, fear from dare.

Ode to Mr. Roubini's West Grand Lake Bass

From Susan Cook | Part of the The River Is Wide series | 02:28

In Maine, an old controversy will be discussed in the legislature soon about introducing alewives to the St. Croix River and the possible decline of the bass fishery in the lakes that abut the river. Bass fishing there is a destination respite for many, including Mr. Nouriel Roubini, the legendary economist who was almost single-handed in anticipating the 2008 housing collapse and world-wide recession. This "Ode to Mr. Roubini's West Grand Lake Bass " calls upon his delight in Maine bass fishing and remarkable analytic mind.

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ODE TO MR. ROUBINI'S WEST GRAND LAKE BASS
MR. ROUBINI, DO  YOU THINK IT WAS THE WEST GRAND LAKE BASS
THAT HELPED YOUR BRAIN CELLS  FORECAST THE 2008 CRASH?
WHEN YOUR FRIENDS HAD IGNORED THE CREDIT DEFAULT SWAP DERIVATIVES,
AND IN 2009, BEGAN TAKING SELECTIVE SEROTONIN RE-UPTAKE INHIBITORS,
DID YOU GO HOME, OPEN THE FREEZER, REACHING DOWN   PAST  THE CASH,
 GET OUT THE BUTTER, AND SAY "LET'S HAVE SOME MORE BASS!"
LUCKY FOR YOU, SOME BASS STILL REMAINED
FROM YOUR SUMMER FUN FISHING IN GRAND LAKE STREAM, MAINE.
WHICH ALL BRINGS US BACK  TO THE VERY BIG QUESTION
OF INTRODUCING ALEWIVES , NOT YOUR USUAL ECONOMIC REFLECTION.
PLEASE FOCUS  THOSE BRAIN CELLS ON THE FUTURE AND THE PAST.  
TELL US, WILL INTRODUCING ALEWIVES TO THE ST. CROIX RIVER DRIVE OUT  THE BASS?
IF YOU THINK THAT THEY WILL, CALL YOUR LEGISLATOR AND TAKE SIDES.
THERE ARE  EXPERTS THAT AGREE WITH YOU, THE GRAND LAKE STREAM GUIDES.
THESE ARE THE GUIDES WHO SHOW YOU WHERE TO FIND  BASS
( OMEGA-3S FOR THE MIND ) SO YOU CAN  MAKE A GOOD ECONOMIC  FORECAST.
WE KNOW MR. ROUBINI, YOU DON’T HAVE X-RAY VISION TO HELP YOU DELIVER
AN ASSESSMENT OF THE TOPOGRAPHY UNDER THE 1850'S ST. CROIX RIVER
BUT IF YOU WERE AN ALEWIVE FACING A 20 FOOT INCLINE
DOESN'T THAT  SOUND A LOT LIKE THE STOCK MARKET IN JANUARY 2009?
MR. ROUBINI, THE ONLY WAY FOR THE ALEWIVE IS UP, UP AND UP
BUT FOR ALEWIVES TWENTY FEET IS REALLY QUITE TOUGH.
YES, THERE ARE STRATEGIES, YOUR SPECIAL NICHE
BUT "BUY LOW, SELL HIGH" DOESN'T HELP OUT A FISH. 
DON'T WE ALL WISH, OBAMA HAD YOU ON HIS SPEED DIAL?
WELL, HE PROBABLY DOES AND CHECKS IT EVERY ONCE IN AWHILE.
MR. ROUBINI, MANY THINK THE COUNTRY CAN'T MISS
WITH YOU  ON HIS SPEED DIAL AND YOUR WEST GRAND LAKE FISH.
MR. ROUBINI, YES, THERE ARE THE CRAPPIES AND LITTLE  SMALL TROUT
(AND NO, WE'RE NOT TALKING ABOUT HOW THEY WILL  VOTE.)
YOUR TASTE BUDS ARE NURTURED ON MICHELIN 5 STAR CLASS
SO THAT MEANS NOTHING  QUITE SUITS YOU LIKE A WEST GRAND LAKE BASS.
-SUSAN COOK- 

In The Department of Poetic Justice (The song and dance genre): "Donald J. Trump"

From Susan Cook | Part of the The River Is Wide series | 02:46

In Today's Department of Poetic Justice, The River Is Wide offers a musical tribute to 'Donald J. Trump' to the tune of 'Seventy Six Trombones'. from that all-American treasure Broadway. Sing it if you're in the mood for song. Say it if you feel like no one is telling the truth.

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In the Department of Poetic Justice

‘Donald J. Trump’

To the tune of ‘Seventy Six Trombones’

A Musical Tribute
 from Susan Cook

 

Donald J. Trump says he doesn’t want to see

Anymore Muslims come to his country.

He wants to know what the hell is really going on

Since he thought that there was nothing wrong.

Donald J. Trump has now found his perfect mate.

A different circumstance, she could have had a date

With that old New York Stallion that used to go a-tailing

Twenty-something clones of Sarah Palin.

Donald J. Trump does not like scenarios

Where he’s disempowered , is not allowed to blow

Up and explode if he’s confronted with the truth

That he’s got no idea and doesn’t know

How Donald J. Trump would get terrorists to stop

Since militants hide before you can kick their ass

What Donald J. Trump has not said but

What he’s planning on is he’ll call a New York City cop.

Donald J. Trump does not like to plan ahead

He is a man of action who’ll act instead

Like the extensive record of Donald J. Trump

Placing his head adjacent to his rump.

Which Donald J. Trump thinks is such a special feat

For someone who won’t do yoga and likes to eat

It means he can still perform like when he was back in heaven

Watching models BLANK at New York’s Club Fifty Seven.


Donald J. Trump is not dating currently. Decadent

He won’t be. He’s running for President

Which brings up a favorite topic

That Hillary ignores ,’When did she realize Bill had a taste for..


Donald J. Trump will tell Hillary what side is up.

Donald J. Trump has .been there. He lapped it up.

Whenever his wives found out, he took the only decent course.

He said ‘Sue me. Where is my divorce.’


Donald J. Trump thinks he thinks presidentially.

He is excited. Coincidentally,

He is adopting a son to tell what Presidents should know.

His name is Mayor Bill Diblasio.


Donald J. Trump wants America to know

He has admired Muslims especially when they go

marry another woman and do not have to hire

noone elsea lawyer just because Donald J. Trump was bored and tired.

In The Department of Poetic Justice- 'Donald J. Trump- The Evangelical Version' (The song and dance genre)

From Susan Cook | Part of the The River Is Wide series | 03:00

In Today's Department of Poetic Justice, we offer 'Donald J. Trump- The Evangelical Version' which you can sing to the tune of 'Seventy Six Trombones' from that Broadway treasure 'The Music Man' . You may remember the story. A man goes to River City, Iowa where he intends to slam-dunk the town into giving him their most valuable asset to buy uniforms for a grand blustery band but abscond with the money before forming the band. Or you can just read the words silently to yourself.

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In the Department of Poetic Justice

‘Donald J. Trump- The Evangelical Version’

To the tune of ‘Seventy Six Trombones’

A Musical Tribute

 

Donald J. Trump is a Presbyterian

Because he believes God thinks they’re superior.

God’s second preference is like Mr. Falwell

knows is to be an Evangelical.

Evangelist thinking’s slightly different

than Donald J. Trump’s. They think it’s significant

That their daughters remain pure which has a special kind of meaning

Which Donald J. Trump finds a little Muslim-ish and boring.

Of course that does not mean Mr. Falwell can’t

have admiration for those religious rants .

Donald J. Trump gets into . The man’s got brim and

fire which Mr. Falwell finds exciting when they’re about women

That Donald J. Trump had dated. They were temporary

while he actually contemplated entering seminary,

a thought he abandoned when he learned they had a rule

he could not bring his hairdresser along too.

Donald J. Trump left out biographically

His religious predilections and his fantasies

And now that he’s planning on becoming President

He wants America to see his deep ambivalence

When Donald J. Trump has ignored his religiousness

which Mr. Falwell knows will send him straight to hell.

Of course, after he victimized those models by watching them as they were getting BLANK

Donald J. Trump now says went he outside afterwards and he prayed.

At least that’s what Donald J. Trump now will surely tell

Evangelicals. They don’t vote for Presidents who will be in hell.

Security cameras did not exist at Studio Fifty Four

And Evangelicals could not even get in the door.

But America should not hold its collective breath

If they don’t think Donald J. Trump has now actually confessed

To religious propensities including getting down and praying

At Studio Fifty Four . You don’t suppose he was doing a little Master…

Donald J. Trump believes Mr. Falwell

will calm his emotions. The words Nobles Deus

Capture his brand new awareness of his personal power

which confidentially, Donald J. Trump is thinking about renaming his tower.

In the Department of Poetic Justice 'L-I-M-B-O' A Tribute to a Fictional Radio Host (The song and dance genre)

From Susan Cook | Part of the The River Is Wide series | 03:25

From the Department of Poetic Justice, here at The River Is Wide , we offer an original composition, titled 'LIMBO'. There is such confusion and frenzy in Presidential politics right now. It's time to turn to the comfort of an old familiar tune, BINGO, with new words, composed as a musical tribute to a fictional radio host named 'Rushton Limbo' . Here is the poetic and lyrical song called 'LIMBO'.

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L-I-M-B-O-

A Musical Tribute to Rushton Limbo, a fictional Radio Host

To the tune of the song ‘BINGO’

 

-Susan Cook-

 

There was a guy named Donald Trump. He’s now a big problem.

He says he is Republican but really he’s a DEM.

Oh, L-I-M-B-O, L-I-M-B-O, L-I-M-B-O, Limbo is my name.

Mitt Romney said Trump has small hands just like the Democrats

Your pockets Donald Trump will pick and tax and tax and tax.

Oh, L-I-M-B-O, L-I-M-B-O, L-I-M-B-O, Limbo is my name.

Mitt is a Mormon, kind of like an Evangelical. Mitt didn’t know picked

pockets anatomically related to the Donald’s …

Oh, L-I-M-B-O, L-I-M-B-O, L-I-M-B-O, Limbo is my name.

I’m feeling rather horrified . Republicans steal my negativity

My radio shows’ copyright. They’re using it for free.

Oh, L-I-M-B-O, L-I-M-B-O, L-I-M-B-O, Limbo is my name.

What’s his name from Ohio, Ted Cruz and Rubio, did not use proper logic like I do on radio.

If Donald Trump can do it, I can run for President, broadcast from the White House since I’ll be the resident.

Oh, L-I-M-B-O, L-I-M-B-O, L-I-M-B-O, Limbo is my name.

I have a simple strategy. It is my campaign trick. To get me to the White House I will win come thin or thick.

Save us from Bill and Hillary. Right wing the Republic. My promise is to ban debate about the Donald’s ..

Oh, L-I-M-B-O, L-I-M-B-O, L-I-M-B-O, Limbo ‘s where I remain.

I never thought anatomy was Presidential news and actually I hated Bill and Hilary as well.

Now we have Republicans who bring it up again. They think it is essential for the votes they’ll need to win.

Oh, L-I-M-B-O, L-I-M-B-O, L-I-M-B-O, Limbo ‘s where I remain.

Republicans compare these thing. Why couldn’t they keep still.

Instead we lost our biggest condemnation to vote against Hillary and Bill.

Oh, L-I-M-B-O, L-I-M-B-O, L-I-M-B-O, Limbo ‘is my new name.

In the Department of Poetic Justice: LIMBO, A Musical Tribute (The Leave It To Beaver version with song and dance)

From Susan Cook | Part of the The River Is Wide series | 02:53

In today's Department of Poetic Justice, we offer a musical tribute to a fictional radio host, Rushton Limbo, who poetically longs for the respite of television watching and the iconic "Leave It To Beaver".

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A Musical  Tribute to Rushton Limbo, a fictional Radio Host-
The Leave It To Beaver Version
To the tune of  the song ‘BINGO’
-Susan Cook-
My name is Rushton Limbo. I have a big TV.
It’s not nearly as interesting as listening to me.
But lately I’ve been thinking
So fascinatingly
Of turning on my TV, a little break for me.
Oh, L-I-M-B-O, L-I-M-B-O, L-I-M-B-O, Limbo is my name.
‘Leave It to Beaver’ is still on. I will be watching him.
Ward Cleaver is a lot like me
Way back when I was slim.
I’d like to watch some re-runs.  I don’t go on the web.
Especially the one of a President, denying he had sex.
Oh, L-I-M-B-O, L-I-M-B-O, L-I-M-B-O, Limbo is my name.
I have the fondest memories.  A nice big scrapbook too.
Of pictures of a girl from then.
I bet you know her too. Please join me in remembering
We’ll hold our nose together. As we recall repulsively
What our country had to weather.
Oh, L--I-M-B-O, L-I-M-B-O, L-I-M-B-O, is my name.
My moral sensibilities were shaken to the core,.
Oh why couldn’t Newt Gingrich
Get Bill Clinton out the door. So un presidentially, his index
Finger pointed, he even lied to you and me
Said he did not have sex.
Oh, L-I-M-B-O, L-I-M-B-O, L-I-M-B-O, Limbo is my name.
I’ll get out my old videos.
They help me to relax, less turmoil,
at least nobody has brought out a blue dress.
My job gets harder everyday. With the GOP's big clammor,
Where did Mitch and Newtie go, with Hastert in the slammer?
Oh, L-I-M-B-O, L-I-M-B-O, L-I-M-B-O, Limbo is my name.
The only thing I have to do
Is think of Hillary. Can’t  raise my Prozac dose
Higher, lest I  end up asking her on my show.
I need some comfort  now that the GOP’s upended,
a little harmless Beaver. Don’t go there, no pun intended.
Oh, L-I-M-B-O, L-I-M-B-O, L-I-M-B-O, Limbo is my name.
 

A Citizen’s Guide to Small-minded Denigration: A Sixty Second Moral Inquiry, Two and ½ Minute Conspiracy Theory presented in a Sonnet for The Department of Poetic Justice

From Susan Cook | Part of the The River Is Wide series | 01:34

In honor of the upcoming Presidential race, The River Is Wide presents a melding of our favorite features. A Citizen's Guide, A Sixty Second Moral Inquiry and Two and 1/2 Minute Conspiracy Theory presented in a Sonnet to place In the Department of Poetic Justice. Random The River Is Wide Series is not.
The topic:
A Citizen’s Guide to Small-minded Denigration (or a Conspiracy to Throw the Ethical Female Presidential Candidate Under the Bus for what She has Never Done).

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A Citizen’s Guide to Small-minded Denigration  (or a Conspiracy to Throw the Ethical Female Presidential Candidate Under the Bus for what She has Never Done):
A Sixty Second Moral Inquiry, Two and ½ Minute Conspiracy Theory presented in a Sonnet for The Department of Poetic Justice
Diligent Presidents also can be
women. Intelligent, insightful,
reliable, prestigious, humanly
accomplished, with sound judgment? Delightful!
What will have nothing to do with the job
she will do is the employee who lacked
judgment and chose a sick ex-husband, robbed 
sense.  The staffer, small-minded, at the back
of the  bus, the Opponent now sinks to
say, should be used to run out the admired
Woman, who should be President, linked to
small mindeds just because of who she hired.
Hostile cruel minds Either sex can be numb.
Formidable President?  She’s the one.

Sonnet for the US Ducks Independently Verified to Have been Neither Forcefed for Foie-Gras Production Nor Plucked of Their Feathers and Down During Their Lifetime

From Susan Cook | Part of the The River Is Wide series | 01:17

A United States outdoor clothing store sells coats, labelled to assure us that the down is from US Ducks Independently Verified to Have been Neither Forcefed for Foie-Gras Production Nor Plucked of Their Feathers and Down During Their Lifetime. Scott Pruitt who sued the Environmental Protection Agency over a dozen times has been installed as the agency's head. In reading the label on a down coat, I have found consolation, hope and small victory that our environmental sensibilities will survive, sentiments presented here in a sonnet, in the Department of Poetic Justice.

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Sonnet for the US Ducks Independently Verified
to Have been Neither Forcefed for Foie-Gras Production
Nor Plucked of Their Feathers  and Down During  Their Lifetime
-Susan Cook-

I want these ducks to know my faith in our
country has been re-nourished by this feat
when they grow the down , in their pro-life hour
in their solitary stance against the elite
practices that feed the rich while the ducks
live lives of strangulation, the minute’s
peace, lost, the moment when the neck curves, tucks
itself inside the plush gift. Diminish
the significance of the gift, the down’s weight,
the coat that will keep anyone warm, no
matter their social standing, EPA
head or not? Surely, they’re not our new foe.
Even ducks saved from force feeding won’t feed
you, Mr.Pruitt, your stick figure needs.

Credibility in African-American Rhythm and Blues Singer: The Power of Belief and the Credibility of a Natural Resource Legislative Chair

From Susan Cook | Part of the The River Is Wide series | 02:13

In Maine, hearings before the Environment and Natural Resource Committee on Mining Regulations bring to mind a free plane ride- and lunch- given to the committee's chair by a multi-national corporation seeking to build a copper and zinc mine on Bald Mountain. Credibility in hearings is always on the line, because there is power in believing or not believing. We call upon the chorus of a song by African American Rhythm and Blues singer R. Kelly, now applied to said committee chair. The credibility of R. Kelly singing 'I Believe I Can Fly' stands in stark contrast to the denials of said Committee chair to the Maine Center for Reporting in the Public Interest that the gift from corporate mine builders should have been reported as a lobbyist peddling corporate influence.

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Honoring the Credibility of  an African-American R and B singer R. Kelly, now brought to the longed for credibility of an Environment and Natural Resounrce Legislative Chair who Denies Accepting a Free Plane Ride and lunch from Lobbyists that Should Have Been Reported to the Legislative Ethics Committee but wasn’t.

‘I Believe I Can Fly’
 To the tune of the chorus from ‘I Believe I Can Fly’ by R. Kelly
No lobbyists, multinational corporations,
corrupt legislators or greed in sight in R. Kelly’s original
I believe I can fly,
The plane ride price didn’t go that high
Even though Jim Mitchell paid the bill
Irving wasn’t trying to fix the bill.
I mean the Bald Mountain one
For copper mining. That has not begun
because of people doing things just like
Saying Irving offered me a bribe.
It takes 4 hours to drive
to Presque Isle. I have nothing I’m trying to hide
which is why I never did report  a plane ride
To the State House people over on the ethics side.
The pilot flew the airplane very very far
 Bald Mountain, in the distance, seen only through  binoculars.
The plane was mostly flying in a straight line.   
Making sure we stayed far above all the porcupines
moose, deer, beaver  and zinc, copper Irving could finally find
If they just built a mine .
I believe I can fly.

Sonnet for Whom the Bell Tolls Now that White Men Vote Down Healthcare

From Susan Cook | Part of the The River Is Wide series | 01:07

The House of Representatives' healthcare bill denies maternity care and continues to deny health insurance to 18 to 25 year olds. Maine's Representative Poliquin fled to the restroom when reporters asked about his vote to pass the bill. Only a sonnet conveys the stark neglect of human beings of this white man's bill, in the Department of Poetic Justice.

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Sonnet for Whom the Bell Tolls Now after The White Men Vote Down Healthcare
-Susan Cook-
The bell does not toll unselectively
anymore. It tolls for whom white men  want
it to. Those for whom we’ve wept - give me
your tired, your poor, your huddled mass, who want
to be free, remember- are left on bare
Mattresses. Newborns are a wealthy man’s tax
burden, babies denied health care, once they’re
born. Mr. Pro-Life’s knife, stabs at their backs
and now Representative Poliquin
hides in the men’s room. The truth has a fist,
that now endures and cannot be hidden.
In his healthcare vote, newborns don’t exist.
The bell tolls now for white men, who squander
this country of hope, the lost who’ve wandered. 

Sonnet for What Will Be Well

From Susan Cook | Part of the The River Is Wide series | 01:01

Poems are solace. After Brussels, a Sonnet for What Will Be Well.
"There are events that narrowly avoid
crossing our paths, every day but let you
be...You can thank your lucky stars.

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Sonnet for What Will Be Well

-Susan Cook-

 

There are events that narrowly avoid

crossing our paths, every day but let you

be. You can thank your lucky stars, small voids

somewhere in space, crevices that kept you,

danger’s possibilities still there. My

mother used to say that, my father, too,

their authority broader, because I

began to believe that somehow they knew

when I should or shouldn’t trust fate, rely

on faith to know what will be well in life.

‘Shipwrecked. Lost everything. All is well,’ my

Grandfather , last dime spent, wrote to his wife.

‘Thank your lucky stars,’ he might have murmured,

to dark waters, the rescuers’ voice heard.

Journalist Suppression and Fear for Democracy- Sonnet for the Journalist Who Said 'Wink, Wink'

From Susan Cook | Part of the The River Is Wide series | :52

Sonnet for Wink, Wink

-Susan Cook-

There are places here on earth where a wink

at the wrong time means you will be walking

home one night, because your boss made you think

if you didn’t stay ‘til dark, you locked in,

almost, to your workplace, you’d lose your

job. He didn’t say, ‘Someone wants to harm

you . He didn’t say ‘ You think they’ll ignore

your wink.’ The winks what they want to disarm,

your long walk home, unaccompanied. Hour

by hour, totalitarian heads

of countries fear criticism’s power.

They’ll blind that wink, before anyone knows.

Winking is in the beholder’s eye, first,

oppression’s vengeance comes next, unrehearsed

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I heard an NPR discussion recently in which  a journalist claimed that CNN had ‘quoted’ a dossier containing  salacious information on the soon to be inaugurated Donald Trump. Many shook in their shoes as Mr. Trump, during his first pre-inauguration press conference, berated a CNN journalist as delivering ‘fake news’. Many NPR listeners shook in their shoes as a Saturday  discussion came to whether CNN had  directly quoted the salacious report. A female journalist said CNN did not directly quote the dossier but ‘Wink, Wink’ had  named the website.   Of course this brings up the important question; what did  ‘wink, wink’ mean to that journalist. Is ‘wink, wink’ a code name for discrediting him. Some countries suppress journalists, jail them and vilify them because a government official implies a ‘wink, wink’  is involved . Suppression of a free press in a free country terrifies because a democracy needs ethical journalists to present the truth and - if there is ‘fake news’ uncover that.  To vilify a journalist  by subtly implying that a ‘wink, wink’ is involved,  threatens freedom of the press. Sanctioning a soon-to-be-inaugurated president for berating a free press is a dangerous, frightening precedent.


Sonnet for Wink, Wink
-Susan Cook-
There are places here on earth where a wink
at the wrong time means you will be walking
home one night, because your boss made you think
if you didn’t stay ‘til dark, you locked in,
almost, to your workplace, you’d lose your
job. He didn’t say, ‘Someone wants to harm
you . He didn’t say ‘ You think they’ll ignore
your wink.’ The winks what they want to disarm, 
your long walk home, unaccompanied. Hour
by hour, totalitarian heads
of countries fear criticism’s power.
They’ll blind that wink,  before anyone knows.
Winking is in the beholder’s eye, first,
oppression’s vengeance comes next, unrehearsed

"My Funny I.T. Guy" To the Tune of "My Funny Valentine'' (The song and dance genre)

From Susan Cook | Part of the The River Is Wide series | 02:08

A musical tribute to "My Funny I.T. Guy" . Blackberry phones - like former Secretary of State Hillary Clinton had- used to be considered difficult to hack. The F.B.I. - having revealed their lack of technological competence very recently- now claims with conviction that her emails could have been hacked even though they have found no evidence of that and found fewer than 10 out of 30,000 emails worthy of a higher level of security- afterwards.

If the FBI now has new information technology sophistication, why don't they spend our taxpayer dollars on getting rid of truly offensive material anonymously sent in emails.

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'My Funny I.T. Guy'
to the tune of My Funny Valentine
-Susan Cook- 

 
My Funny I.T.  guy
now at the F.B.I. ,
Blackberries are hackable ?
I've  always  read they weren't
I.T. guy, now it hurts.
You said they are. Are you sure?
They're made in Can-
ada. They are our biggest fan.
Thank God it's  not an I-phone.
You'd be back at Square One 
If Hillary won't come
clean about  her password then.
My funny I.T. guy
you'd  only have 10 tries.
Then there'd be  nothing  to hide.
What were there  5 or 6   
of 30, 000 mixed 
in ambiguously?
Oh Funny I.T. guy,
you seem cyber-deprived.
Mr.Tech  That's what you got.
Haven't you ever read
what Sherlock Holmes once said
the apparent's hard to find.  
Now you're not trying to bump
you-know-who, tiny jump
so he'll keep you on the job.
So much for McAfee, Norton
catastrophes,
why wasn't Bill back at home
clicking on  Update Now,
Power Eraser wow, 
to pick off those sneaky bugs.
The ones the Ruskis left 
inside the server, heck,
most likely women so  hot,
I mean the Russian ones, waiting for 
what you've been looking for.
Where were you, I.T. guy.
My funny I.T. guy
why can't you 
find out why
The F.B.I. 
can't dissolve 
emails for enhancement,
enlargement, 
romance meant,
for real, our time, by cupid sent. 
Since you can't seem to find 
Hillary undermined
or got hacked for anything, 
My funny I.T. guy,
now at the  F.B.I.
why can't you  try to find
Who's struggling to find
who's cheating 
on your time
my funny I.T. guy. 

A Musical Tribute to the 2016 Presidential Primaries: "Tonight" (The song and dance genre)

From Susan Cook | Part of the The River Is Wide series | 01:22

The River Is Wide today offers a musical tribute to the 2016 Republican primaries to the tune of "Tonight" from the Broadway musical "West Side Story." The tribute is called '"Tonight".

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‘Tonight- A Musical Tribute to the 2016 Republican Pirmaries’

To the tune of ‘Tonight’ from West Side Story

-Susan Cook-

Tonight, tonight,

won’t be just any night.

Tonight we will be hearing

more news.

Voters don’t want

a President named Cruz

or Rubio politically,

who can’t tie their shoes.

At least, it seems

that way when voters

see the screws

now coming loose

When Rubio or Cruz

Tell them the truth

On what it is they’ d do

As president, what they’d choose.

If they can win.

But anyway they lose,

wondering what

Jesus would do.

Instead, they bring

Mitt Romney back

to soothe

them in his familiar voice

So similar to

An information

-ad

for laxatives

to re---move

You-Know-Who,

toooooo-night.

There's a Hole in Your Ozone, Mr. President

From Susan Cook | Part of the The River Is Wide series | 02:52

Recently, millions protested government inaction on climate change and global warming. Let us find words to help the current administration grasp what global warming will end.

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There’s a Hole in Your Ozone, Mr. President

-Susan Cook-
There’s a hole in your ozone,
Mr. President, Mr. President,
There’s a hole in your ozone,
We will soon wash away.
Denial,  the logic, you’re using
Mr. President, Mr. President,
The logic you’re using is 
as small as a pea.
Not that kind,
Mr. President, Mr. President,
Not that kind, Mr. President,
No prostate involved.
It will hurt your golf course,
Mr. President, Mr. President,
It will hurt your golf course,
It will be washed away.
And even the women,
The hot ones, the hot ones
won’t like it, Mr. President
It will get their clothes wet.
Viagra won’t fix it,
Mr. President, Mr. President,
Viagra won’t fix it
Or put it back up.
No concrete and rebar,
Mr. President, Mr. President,
No concrete and rebar
Can patch up this hole.
Climatology is the word
For the science,
explaining why one more
degree is too hot.
I know that’s surprising,
Mr. President, Mr. President,
It’s totally different
Than women you’ve known.
This kind of hot,
Mr. President, Mr. Tillerson,
Is not one your EPA chief
Likes in a chick.
No matter how much
Mr. Tillerson, Mr. Tillerson
Earns for his shareholders
The world will still pay.
When climate change happens
Your cabinet spouses
Will act just like icicles
They’ll say it’s too hot.
There goes procreation,
Sexual recreation,
No physical actions,
They’ll all be too hot.
Colloquial meaning of hot
will have transformed.
 You’ll wish that your women
Were icy instead.
Even polar bears
Could teach you Mr. President,
Too much of a good thing
Will take it away.
The Environment
shouldn’t be your next paycheck
Ivanka’s, Jared’s,
Tiffany’s or Exxon’s.
There’s a hole in your ozone,
Mr. President, Mr. Tillerson,
There’s hole in your ozone .
Wake up and feel the heat.

In the Department of Poetic Justice: "You Scratch My Back, I'll Scratch Yours" (The song and dance genre)

From Susan Cook | Part of the The River Is Wide series | 01:48

In the Department of Poetic Justice, we offer a poetic tribute to the complex topic of hiring candidates for government jobs who carry heavy political indebtedness. Might be sung to the tune of "Love and Marriage" which was written for a 1955 production of Thornton Wilder's "Our Town".

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In the Department of Poetic Justice
‘You Scratch My Back, I’ll Scratch Your Back’
To the tune of Love and Marriage,
a song written for a 1955 production of Thornton Wilder's 'Our Town'

-Susan Cook-
You scratch my back, I’ll scratch your back
Julius Caesar didn’t take the right tack,
Handing out some big jobs might 
Help Brutus fix the numbers and do the  math right.
One for you and one for me, I guess
It’s kindness, a certain specialty,
political repayment
In the form of six figure paycheck improvement.  
You did my way, I did your way,
Surprise, surprise, I’m ready for my payday,
Call me clever, greedy,
Vote now, amigo, I’m feeling needy.
Just remember, when you cover
my butt, I  certainly will re-consider
yours when you’re caught lying,
vote trading,  need some good denying .
Exculpation, exoneration
Pardoning  in any situation,
You for me, no matter
Who else gets nailed- My checkbook fatter.
This is not Ukraine, or Moscow,
Putin territory, where you might go
Hoping for some bribing
In Maine, it’s done through legal hiring.
Advocacy, conspiracy,
Cover my butt, six figures should do that nicely,
I’ll advocate so publicly,
for your job, with the DEP or maybe public utilities.  
You scratch my back, I’ll scratch your back
Julius Caesar didn’t take the right tack,
Handing out some big jobs might 
Help Brutus fix the numbers and do the  math right.

In the Department of Poetic Justice: We'll Give You A Job (The song and dance genre)

From Susan Cook | Part of the The River Is Wide series | 01:47

In the Department of Poetic Justice, as we say "Sayonara" to Tom Price, government jobs distributed as they may be, a poetic tribute called "We'll Give You A Job" which might be sung to the tune "Home on the Range".

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In the Department of Poetic Justice
"We'll Give You A Job"
-Susan Cook-
To the Tune of "Home on the Range"
Oh, we'll give you a job
where the fat salaries are
and the pay is the highest you've had,
where seldom is heard, your skills being what they are,
what's required to get hired for this?
Jobs can be arranged,
if you do what I want when I say.
That may entail, never saying my name,
making sure our connection not clear.
Oh, jobs can be arranged,
where rewards will be dear
for your silence. Don't mention my name,
and the rest of your friends, we know what they will do
but remember they didn't tell you.
Jobs can be arranged
because I'm at the top of my game
and you and I  won't get caught with our hand in the pot.
It's your friends who are busy all day.
Yes, jobs can be arranged,
I forget what job you did, before you
rose up on my radar screen.
 Since you did just what I said, my involvement well hid,
You did landscaping,  now I recall.
Oh, we'll give you a job
where the fat salaries are
and the pay is the highest you've had,
where seldom is heard, since your skills are what they are,
is he minimally qualified for this?

In the Department of Poetic Justice- 'Casino' (The song and dance genre)

From Susan Cook | Part of the The River Is Wide series | 01:19

In the Department of Poetic Justice, a poetic tribute to longings for a casino.

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In the Department of Poetic Justice
‘Casino’
To the tune from ‘Maria’
-Susan Cook-

Casino, two guys who I know like Casinos
And suddenly I see how much they mean to me
right now. Me hired,
For a job,  somewhat bizarre. Oh, casino,
I had hoped my day’d come,  if I just played it dumb,
Oh, casino. 
And when complaints come in as public advocate,
regulations change, utility permits,
the neighbors might complain,
You’ll see the fix.  I’m in,  Casino. Just then
Dollar bills coming in,
If only I had known,
how much my bank book grown,
Casino.
And when people complain,
Just then I’ll mute my phone.
Casino.

In the Department of Poetic Justice: The Bills Are Alive to Get Rid of Healthcare (The song and dance genre)

From Susan Cook | Part of the The River Is Wide series | 04:00

Congress has taken on eliminating affordable health insurance coverage for all citizens. For many, this year is 'anno horribilis'. In the Department of Poetic Justice, we observe possible outcomes of the proposed plans- still in flux- and explore the implications.

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The Bills Are Alive… To Get Rid of Health Care..
To the tune of ‘The Hills Are Alive’ from the Sound of Music
-Susan Cook-

The bills are alive to get rid of health care
with words that exclude
for a hundred years
your arthritic knees, your heart palpitations,
the caratoid plaque
stopping your blood flow.
Since you’re too young for hip replacements,
dental implants, colonoscopy,
you won’t have to think
about how to pay for them
unless it’s an emergency.
So what if Mitch McConnell has his hemorrhoids
Something that just might happen to you.
Yours are very different
in his health care proposal
Itchy butt? Preexisting?
No surgery for you!
Crisis management won’t effect  you .
No anxious nights wondering how to pay 
for Health care. Morticians
remind you: when you die,
it’ll be just like you never knew.
There’s a chance all this might depress you
And your Zoloft has not changed a thing,
If you start self-medicating, drinking fifths of tequila
You’re on your own,
no in-patient  detox for you.
Unless you’ve paid for expensive premiums
And are insured for two thousand a month.
Oh Cigna, Aetna, Anthem, Republicans
in Congress 
are always there for you.
You aren’t a free-loading Socialist are you?
You know Donald Trump
doesn’t like them any more.
That’s why he’s proposing
The American Health Care Act
To kill off those he can’t manage to deport.
Susan Collins steps up pretending
That she thinks health care
is a good idea
Now that she’ll be leaving the Senate ending
Years of voting down
health care bills that were completely fair.

She and her husband, I guess that’s
 how they’re related
can get health care in retirement
You’ve  paid for it for her so very nicely
With every nickel, dollar, dime
that she voted to tax.
Next time an obese wealthy  Republican
-I’m not talking about you-know-who-
gets Medicare,
unsurprisingly
to pay for multiple bypass surgeries,
Just remember to thank us for buying
The surgical intervention for him .
Aren’t we kind,
nice and generous?
I’m talking about good old me and you? 
The lazy ones who don’t have unions
Or work at companies just too small 
to give coverage to their employees
WTF, why do you keep trying to make
the Republicans
Give to you after all?
The bills are alive to get rid of health care
with words that exclude
for a hundred years
your body, your health, your expectations
That the richest country in the world
Would  take care of you.

In the Department of Poetic Justice: "Scurrilious, Mr. Sessions said!" (The song and dance genre)

From Susan Cook | Part of the The River Is Wide series | 02:00

The Senate Intelligence Committee hearings about Russian meddling in the 2016 election are Scurrilous one especially important testifier said.

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Scurrilous
-Susan Cook-
To the tune of ‘Baby Face’
In honor of the testimony
before the Senate Intelligence Committee of
Attorney General Jeff Sessions
Scurrilous, you got me thinking this is
Scurrilous
You ask me questions
That I’ve already
told you before
I had no prior
knowledge for.
Squirrelish, you treat me just like I am
Squirrelish
Like I am running off
To hide something
in the backyard
Nuts, acorns,
I would not go that far.
Un furl-it, that’s what I do
With my flag, back at home
In Alabama, I mean my Old Glory,
Our country’s flag,
I don’t let her secrets
out of the bag.
Churlish, I know I seem a little
Churlish and
No, I’m not like that when
Russians came to the GOP
Convention,
So they can party with me.
Girlish, that Susan Collins, was so
girlish  when she told you
that I’m a decent, good
Hail fellow well met,
a.k.a Donald Trump’s favorite bet
For credibility
Now that it turns out Putin
Likes the inside track
 He won’t get from me,
Executive privilege, gee,
The Tiffany of privacy.

Scurrilous, you got me thinking this is
Scurrilous
You ask me questions
That I’ve already
told you before
I had no prior
knowledge for.

 

In the Department of Poetic Justice (The song and dance genre): "We're Going To Show You", after The Republican Senate Healthcare Bill

From Susan Cook | Part of the The River Is Wide series | 03:47

Now that the Republicans have rolled out the Senate version of Healthcare, a poetic tribute which could be sung to the tune of 'Getting to Know You' from My Fair Lady.

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"We’re Going to Show You"
In the Department of Poetic Justice
-The song and dance genre-
To the tune of ‘Getting to Know You’
-Susan Cook-

We're going to show you
now that the bill's in our hands.
We're going to show you, now
it's our time to grandstand.
Our healthcare bill
is Big pharma's special prize,
restoring our friends, the GOP  who’ve
been suffering from You Know Who.
We’ll not show him, no surprize.
^^^^
We’re taking our time,
we've been working real late,
how to give tax breaks
trying to calculate, how we can make sure
every nickel and dime
the rich have spent
on healthcare  problems, all tax deductions,
and won't give a cent
to those who don't have a dime.
^^^^
We are not greedy. 
You will not have any time,
to make calculations,
or to find reason or rhyme
for our deletion of Planned Parenthood funds,
while we give millions to wealthy men
each variation of pee-
nile correction, all paid for,
No condoms for girls.
^^^^
We cannot help it,
if  working people get sick.
If they were richer, maybe the idea would stick,
that subsidizing Insurance is bad for them.
They should be paying
Cigna, Anthem, as much as possible
Just so they can
Pay CEO’s millions,
Mostly they’re men.
^^^^
Senator Collins is female
as you all know
She doesn’t like it 
when the whole Senate can’t vote
So in committee she’ll vote yes
when she said
That she opposes a certain bill,
Votes to affirm it, forgets what she said.
With healthcare, oh well, you could be dead.
^^^^
The US Senate
is not a hospital ward,
Outpatient treatment, day surgery
Elective or more
Invasive procedures. Those are your problem my friend,
And when Bill Gates, Exxon, Mobil Oil Corp,
Other big earners get more and more
Tax cuts, Mitch says that’s your cure.
^^^^
We are not sorry if your health premiums go up.
The free lunch is over,
You will be sucking it up,
When your insurance costs
you more than a house.
Well, yes it’s starting to look that way,
Maybe it’s time for you to just say,
where’s China, Liberals in exile.
^^^^
This is our country,
Mitch and the Senators know
That’s why they run it
as if you have to be told
Your health dilemmas
make you seem like a wimp.
The only people who should be healthy
And strong, white wealthy men, ok, Betsy Devos,
Ivanka, Tiffany also.
^^^^ 

In the Department of Poetic Justice (from The Great American Wrongbook): Donald Trump's Executive Order Recently Filed; Your Colonoscopy is Driving Him Wild

From Susan Cook | Part of the The River Is Wide series | 02:43

Why haven't pharmaceutical companies and oil corporations been asked to make health insurance lower by reducing drug costs or refusing federal subsidies? A poetic tribute to Trump's Executive Order Gutting Affordable Care Act health mandates just like GOP Healthcare Bill Would. Still "Your Colonoscopy Drives Trump and the GOP Wild", in the Department of Poetic Justice -The Song and Dance Genre.

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In the Department of Poetic Justice - The Song and Dance genre
Donald Trump’s Executive Order Recently Filed; Your Colonoscopy Is Driving Him Wild
To the tune of ‘For Me and My Gal’
-Susan Cook-
Your colonoscopy is driving him wild.
Donald Trump’s Executive Order recently filed
Excludes provisions to subsidize
Exploratory tools that just might find
More G-I problems. They’ll refuse to pay.
You’ll have to fork out more money that way,
In other words health insurance costs
Are your own problem , says Mr. McConnell, to his boss.
The Federal Deficit is intricately tied
To your intestines, surprise. Surprise
Mr. McConnell and his Senate guys
Refuse to authorize or subsidize
Physical problems. Your body’s your own
Except for women. Or Big Pharma
Who wants you to loan
Your blood sugar, neurons, arthritic bones
So they can find hew drugs you’ll take at home
The Federal Dollars will not be substantially spent
On health care for Americans. Just tell me when
Did they become more important then
ExxonMobil, Tillerson’s fracking friends,
Eleven billion in subsidies sent
To colleagues of Tillerson and their friends
So they can see what might be down in there
Kind of like colonoscopy down in the Earth
Money well spent, Republicans have said
But just remember. Please don’t forget
No condoms, birth control for Planned Parenthood
That drives the deficit, brings us to the brink
Financial disaster, Thank God the GOP
saved Big Pharmaceutical’s tail, ExxonMobile , too.
Financial ruin all because of you.
Your colonoscopy is driving him wild.
Donald Trump’s Executive Order recently filed
Excludes provisions to subsidize
Your health too, Mr. and Mrs. America, hope you don’t lose your mind.

In the Department of Poetic Justice (The song and dance genre): You Don't Know This But You're Making the Federal Deficit Too High

From Susan Cook | Part of the The River Is Wide series | 02:54

The Senate and House Healthcare bills will replace Obamacare subsidies with tax breaks for the wealthy. Meanwhile oil and gas companies continue to receive billions in federal subsidies for oil and gas fracking and exploration.

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In the Department of Poetic Justice (The song and dance genre)
“You Don’t Know This But You're Making the Federal Deficit Too High"”
To the tune of ‘You are 16 going on 17’
From the ‘Sound of Music”
-Susan Cook-
You don’t know this
but you’re making
the Federal Deficit
Go higher
than the GOP
can stand.
Why don’t you just confess?
Health insurance
is expensive.
When government pays out
That means the final
tally 
will be
as red as
Rudolph’s nose gets.
Mitch McConnell
likes his paycheck
and full health coverage.
He is a Senator
and you know,
he deserves
your last red cent.
He would rather
Exxon Mobil
Get subsidies instead,
Fracking, attacking, so
they won’t be lacking
Gas for their
SUVS.
Twenty-one
billion to Exxon-
from good old me and you.
Taxpayer dollars,
Their share is taller.
While You want
health care for free.
Mr Tillerson says ‘Oh no’.
He’s seen their
bank checkbook,
delegates overseeing
The small print
To What-his-name, if his
recall is spotty at all,
It just because he forgets.

Maybe he is stressed out,
needs a break
from the scrutiny.
His health insurance
Covers the cost
If he needs
some therapy.
If you’re feeling
stressed because your
insurance is too high,
visualize your
Generous side.
You’re helping Exxon to find-
More reserves of
Oil, gas. Pat yourself
on the back.
Oh I forgot, sacro-illiac
Pain has got you
Disabled.
Too bad buster,
Mitch can’t muster
Subsidies
To pay for
Your premiums. I’ll say it again,
Federal deficits are too high.
You don’t know this
but you’re making
the Federal Deficit
Go higher than
the GOP can stand.
Why don’t you just confess?

In the Department of Poetic Justice (the song and dance genre) : What Do We Owe You?

From Susan Cook | Part of the The River Is Wide series | 02:47

"What Do We Owe You?" This poetic tribute to the failure of the Republican sponsored bill to end healthcare for millions of Americans- could be sung to the tune from "Getting to Know You" . Hint-!!! What do they owe you? Not healthcare!

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In The Department of Poetic Justice
A Poetic Tribute to the Failure of the GOP Bill to Replace Obamacare
What Do We Owe You?
To the tune ‘Getting to Know You’
From My Fair Lady
-Susan Cook
What do we owe you
Nothing as far as we know.
What do we owe you
Don’t ask because we’ll say No.
Our GOP colleagues
Think your health care  is not
Something  we’ll give you.
Our wealthy friends
Tell us they’re struggling just to make ends
meet. Your body? Not ours to mend.

****
Mr. McConnell told us
we don’t have to vote
To buy insurance to cover
your tail. We got
two more elected
Senators, our fall guys,
To say no way will they ever vote
for this bill. No, we didn’t choke.
Obama care- we still will revoke.

****
Someday we’re going to
Repeal this terrible plan.
To help you buy coverage.
You know that Medicare
Was a terrible idea.
Thirty  million or more
who would have no
healthcare if we dumped
Obamacare. No, we have not jumped
ship. Someday we will get there.

****
There is a mountain. After we  vote
To repeal
Obamacare
You should absolutely go there.
Since Mitch McConnell will be
On display
He’s such a Great American guy
who always gives it the old college try.
Mt. Rushmore. There with the other four guys.

****

We are not saying
that it will take a long time.
We mean the carving of his image
Into stone.
Obamacare will hopefully
be repealed
by then, replaced with something
we like. More and more tax cuts,
give Bill Gates a break.
Well, not him, he’d just give it away.

****
We'll See you when we
consider a health bill again,
Yes, one more time
we will be trying. By then
We will have convinced 
one or two more of our guys
with  chutzpah. This is not Israel,
France, Germany, or any of the countries,
with free healthcare,
Ninety percent of the western hemisphere.

In the Department of Poetic Justice: ''Bannon's Farewell Pose'' to the tune of ''I'll Be Seeing You''

From Susan Cook | Part of the The River Is Wide series | 02:18

In the Department of Poetic Justice, to the tune from 'I'll Be Seeing You', an Ohm for Mr. Bannon.

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In the Department of Poetic Justice:
‘Bannon's Farewell Pose' 
A Poetic Tribute to the Departure of Mr. Bannon’
To the Tune from ‘I’ll Be Seeing You’
-Susan Cook-
Scaramucci didn’t read between the fine lines,
called reporters back, still read things in The New York Times,
I didn’t ever bother,
I never used words like suck or cock.
I’m a journalist.
You know I just like to talk.

I am Presidential. I think that came through.
Yes I’m allergic to
Certain foods, mold, cat dander too.
That’s why my nose looked stuffy
Kind of red, yes, my eyes too,
never got a chance to Photoshop my best side for you.

Then there’s Sean Spicer, Reince Pribus , they both do
A certain kind of yoga pose,
I’ll tell you just between us too,
I think yoga is liberal , Mahatma Gandhi had his version too
Who’d do that kind of thing?
Alt-left wingers ok Melania, too.

There might be a version made for alt-right guys
Politically on target
Where you keep your ammo by your side
I won’t have that much time,
I am not planning to retire
I’ll be back at Breitbart,
White guys only need apply!
Scaramucci may be starting his own studio,
Sean Spicer, Reince, maybe even
Mitch McConnell  might decide to go
And when the class is over
Lying in Shavasana,
They will all be chanting
Three times,
What happened,
Ohm, Ohm, Ohm, Ohm.

Einstein's Sonnet: On the Publication of his Paper on Special Relativity

From Susan Cook | Part of the The River Is Wide series | 01:26

On September 28, 1905 Einstein's paper on the special theory of relativity was published in Annalen der Physik. "Einstein's Sonnet" offered on this day.

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Einstein’s Sonnet

On the anniversary of the publication

On September 28, 1905

Of his paper on the special theory of relativity

In Annalen der Physik
-Susan Cook-

Don’t try to tell me "In time all things pass."
My heart has no place for losing. Lost time
means nothing in a universe so vast
it can't be seen or held. A time too fine
to hold cannot be caught. Hours sitting by
 my love, Einstein mused, makes but a minute.
On a hot stove, love, minutes become my
hours. Love is relativity. Limit
love's light my mind's eye soon grows larger, fast
on you. It needs no glance, no shine. It's true.
Our days of catching, being caught have passed.
What moves toward me or falls will not be you.
Do not tell me that in time all things pass.
Love that's fallen can't be taken back.

In the Department of Poetic Justice: Take Them Off Our Agenda (Ending Affordable Care)

From Susan Cook | Part of the The River Is Wide series | 02:01

The Senate Republicans have introduced a bill to send all Affordable Care Act funding back to the states so states can deny coverage to citizens and Republicans will get the problem off their backs. We turn to the Great American Wrongbook and the Department of Poetic Justice to fathom what they do. Could be sung to "Take me out ot the ball gamee."

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In the Department of Poetic Justice: Take Them Off Our Agenda
To the tune of ‘Take me out to the ball game’
On the NEW Republican Bill to Ignore Health Coverage for Americans
Take them off our agenda,
Take them off Medicaid.
Why should we divvy their healthcare up
Give states block subsidies,
Get this off of our backs.
If they live in Iowa, Texas
Where Ted Cruz shows his hand,
Once again does not give a rat’s ass
About their sick children,
their spleeny heart attacks.
Ted Cruz says just give Texas money
That used to pay for health care,
They can spend it on their own problems,
Maybe to help build
a Mexican wall.
That’s not birth control
For young women,
Maybe they’ll fix the homes
ruined by hurricanes  then make more
Climate change, a topic
Cruz likes to ignore..
There’s place where state legislators
Get to decide as well
If you can visit your doctor when
Your back is aching,
The place is called Hell.
At least Ted Cruz won’t have to answer
questions about his votes.
All the Republicans won’t be blamed
for turning their backs
when the voters complain
About soaring insurance payments.
Gee, Ted can’t help with that.
When they’re one, two, three times as high,
He and Mitch will not bat an eye.

In the Department of Poetic Justice: Sonnet for the Primordial Gravity Waves

From Susan Cook | Part of the The River Is Wide series | 01:14

The 2017 Nobel Prize for Physics has been awarded to those who offered proof of the existence of Primordial Gravity Waves. Einstein theorized they were there. In the Department of Poetic Justice, a Sonnet for the Primordial Gravity Waves, another way Einstein might have known.

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Sonnet for the Primordial Gravity Waves
-Susan Cook-

Just after the universe began, love
started too. There were no people yet. It
was so, so hot, far too hot, above
all else, for touching. No one was kissed
in that airless, stifling burn, New York flat,
the hottest night at the time. Desire though
had begun, primordial, yes, that
bearing, preoccupied, down. We now know
that was love.  Things became much cooler and
the universe transparent, light perceived,
attraction thus visible, hand-in-hand,
no one there to give, to taste or receive.
Falling had been heard, though, long riffs of jazz,
the beat started, before the heart it has.

In the Department of Poetic Justice: Uncle Donald Has a Farm

From Susan Cook | Part of the The River Is Wide series | 03:05

Turning once again to the Department of Poetic Justice and the extensive value of nursery rhyme to bring us to an appropriate level of understanding, the promise of poetry delivers.

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In the Department of Poetic Justice
Uncle Donald Has a Farm
To the tune of ‘Old MacDonald Had a Farm’
-Susan Cook-

Uncle Donald has a Farm,
Got it with your vote
And on that farm he had a fit
History will note.
With a fit fit there,
And a fit, fit here
Here a fit, there a fit,
weekend’s are a big big fit fit.
Uncle Donald had a farm,
Bought it with your vote.
Uncle Donald had a Farm,
Got it with your vote
And yes, that farm is very big,
History will note.
With a snort snort here
and a snort, snort there,
Mar-a-largo ,
snort, snort,  snort  there,
Uncle Donald had a farm
Got it with your vote.


Uncle Donald has a Farm,
Got it with your vote
Likes to fit his golf game in
Every chance he got,
With a cheat cheat there
and a cheat cheat here
Drop a stroke, Move the ball,
Who will know he faked it all,
Uncle Donald has a farm,
Got it with your vote.

Uncle Donald picked his team
Scarramouchi too,
Started out with Sean Spicer,
But he had to go
With a Tom Price here
and a Bannon there
Comey, Pribus,
Prett Bharara,
Uncle Donald had his team
Fired them you know.


Uncle Donald doesn’t like
People who know more
Than he does
so what he does
Shows them to the door
Sally Yates, Michael Flynn,
Ethics Smethics Walter Shaub,
Michael Short  and Dubke too,
All have lost their jobs.


Uncle Donald doesn’t see
What the problem is
Thinks he’s back in New Jersey
Hitting a golf tee
With the ball up there
 and the ball down there
Random, Land em
Any where there
Uncle Donald doesn’t see
What the problem is.

Uncle Donald hired  a
Mouthpiece for his staff,
tells her what occurs to him
No thought of aftermath
Ms. Sanders says it word for word
Irresponsible, absurd,
Uncle Donald
Hired her
Thoughtlessness  what he prefers.

Uncle Donald had a Farm,
Got it with your vote
hired some small minded folk
Ee-yikes- oh no yikes oh no,
With a world threat here
Some racists there
Here a thug, there a thug
Everywhere some sheep dung
Uncle Donald had a farm,
Bought it with your vote.

The Freedom to Succeed and the Mind's Eye:One Runner's Success

From Susan Cook | Part of the The River Is Wide series | 05:01

In Maine, recently, an internationally known annual road race was held . 6338 runners raced. One runner in the group of the first 183 spent a full year- in another state locked up- not for committing a crime- but for having a mental illness. In some states that is still possible.
This year he missed the first 100 places in the 2017 Maine Marathon by a few minutes.

In order to have success you have to have freedom to succeed. And there are hundreds of obstacles to that. in this country- still touted as the freest nation on earth. We know it's not always but most of us still hold out having the freedom to succeed as America’s cherished offering .

The current political rhetoric ignores that. The anti- freedom to succeed catch phrases of this Presidential election cycle remind us of that. Don’t let immigrants come here. Build a wall. She must be a liar-don’t let her succeed. Don’t trust her. And yes, he’s not fit countered by she’s not fit. I guess it comes down to success being having the freedom to succeed, and then seizing it. Many, many people don’t do that but that’s what this runner did. Where a person finds the motivation let alone - as another runner called it the audacity to hope- that success is still up for grabs- I don’t know. It takes a large mind to see what small minds shut out-and who is shut out. But it has nothing to do with the mind’s size. It has more to do with the mind’s eye- that sees the horizon, like runners see, when they get out on the road, getting out on the road, giving it another go, giving themselves the freedom to succeed, with only 182 others in front of them. It also takes a culture or a country that yes, may hold them back for awhile, but not long enough to take away the freedom to succeed for good.

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The Mind’s Eye and the Freedom to Succeed: One Runner’s Success
-Susan Cook-
In Maine, recently, an internationally known annual road race was held . 6338 runners raced. An American Olympic hopeful won  this 10 K race. He had fallen short by a hideously small amount of time in the Olympic trials, coming in 5th thus losing the chance for Olympic success. In the 10K, the other 6337 runners ran slower than he did. Only 183 of those who ran raced in less than 38 minutes, 10 minutes slower than the winner. The slowest runner took an hour and 37 minutes to finish.
One has to wonder what makes for that ten minute difference between coming in first and 183rd.  After all, 6155 of them ran slower than  they did.  Even so, racing in less than 38 minutes must have like have felt like an extraordinary success.
One runner in that group of 183 spent a full year, in another state locked up- not for committing a crime- but- for having a mental illness. In some states that is still possible. Even in states where locking someone up for having a mental illness is legal , the laws still champion the Right of Recipients of Mental Health Services to refuse medication, to not agree to a treatment plan and to not acknowledge a diagnosis.  So this runner spent a year, under lock and key, with no diagnosis, no administered medication and no treatment plan, until, finally, a local judge - with only court-assigned  lawyers to defend the case- gave the runner freedom.
Setting someone free meant setting someone free to run. The constraints on running, progress and practice, before, was not time, not motivation, not a gust of headwind or a sudden injury . Literally the constraint was a  lock and key. And so the running began. Meaning that the chance to be one of the top 183 runners was there. Free, for real.
In order to have success you have to have freedom to succeed. And there are hundreds of obstacles to that. in this country- touted as the freest nation on earth. We know its not  but most of us still hold out having the freedom to succeed as America’s cherished offering .   The current political rhetoric ignores that. The anti- freedom to succeed catch phrases of this Presidential election cycle remind us of that.  Don’t let immigrants come here. Build a wall. She must be a liar-don’t let her succeed. Don’t trust her. And yes, he’s not fit countered by she’s not fit. I guess it comes down to success being having the freedom to succeed,  and then seizing it. Many, many people don’t do that  but that’s what  this runner did. Where a person finds  the motivation let alone - as another runner called it the audacity to hope- that success is still up for grabs- I don’t know. It takes a large mind to see what small minds shut out-and who is shut out. But it has nothing to do with the mind’s size. It has more to do with the mind’s eye- that sees the horizon, like runners see, when they get out on the road, getting out on the road,  giving it another go,  giving themselves the freedom to succeed, with only 182 others in front of them. It also takes  a culture or a country that yes, may hold them back for awhile, but not long enough to take away the freedom to succeed for good.