Book Number 2

Hi folks,

I’ve just published “Imagine There’s No Donald” on Amazon.com.

Imagine There’s No Donald is a lyrical collection that channels the melodic cadence of (mostly) Beatles songs to deliver searing poetic indictments of Donald Trump, the MAGA movement, and their corrosive impact on American democracy.

Each poem echoes the structure and emotional resonance of iconic musical tracks—think “Rocky Racoon” reimagined as the tale of Donald Trump’s destructive path to the presidency, or Terry Jacks’ “Seasons in the Sun” transformed into a lament on Republican cowardice and lost democratic norms.

Through this fusion of pop nostalgia and political critique, the collection:

  • 🎶 Harnesses Familiar Rhythms: The song structures serve as scaffolding for verses that are both accessible and subversive, drawing readers in with rhythm before confronting them with truth.
  • 🔥 Excoriates Authoritarianism: Trump and MAGA are portrayed not just as political figures but as symbols of a broader erosion of truth, decency, and constitutional integrity.
  • 🕊️ Defends Democratic Ideals: The poems mourn the fragility of American institutions while fiercely advocating for civic engagement, accountability, and moral clarity.
  • 🎤 Amplifies Dissent: With a voice that is at once satirical and sincere, the book invites readers to sing along in protest, turning melody into a megaphone for resistance.

Whether riffing on “She Came in Through the Bathroom Window” to expose the sycophantic rot of the Trump administration or twisting “When I Saw Her Standing There!” into an elegy against oligarchs and authoritarianism, this book is a poetic rebellion—an artistic act of defiance that refuses to be silent in the face of democratic decay.

Most free thinkers, poets, and essayists are but a thorn in the side of the authoritarian regime that is running roughshod over America’s democracy. Writing and speaking truth to power sometimes feels like screaming into the void. But with critical mass and momentum, art can influence public sentiment and mobilize opposition to repressive policies and tactics, making it a powerful adversary to regimes that rely on propaganda and control.

Verbal resistance alone won’t revive our democracy. If we’re going to right the ship in America, we’re going to have to do more than sing and complain. We’re going to have to take to the streets and, as the honorable Georgia Congressman John Lewis famously said, “get in good trouble, necessary trouble” by the millions.

Get your copy of Imagine There’s No Donald on Amazon. Please feel free to share the link with others on your social media or simply by giving the book to a loved one as a gift.

Peace (and FUDT).


If you haven’t had a chance yet, please check out my first book, My Paper, My Words: Rantings from a Progressive Boomer and Peeved Parent, from Amazon. And if you feel moved to write a review of the book on Amazon or elsewhere, I’d be honored.

My Paper, My Words is a collection of essays, stories, and poems that reflect the challenges of a middle-class husband and father trying to navigate a rapidly changing political, religious, and technological landscape of post-9/11 America.

A Presidential Day in the Life

Sing to the tune of “A Day in the Life” by the Beatles

I talked to Cruz today oh boy

about the tariffs and fake climate change

he kissed my ass, we had a ball

Then I made him feel so small

I compared him to Rand Paul


He keeps his balls locked in a box

he never wears them when he visits me

a Fox reporter stood and stared

they’ve seen this all before

Another mute Republican

from a feckless fucking house of gourds


I saw a clip today oh boy

from Sixty Minutes on the Ukraine war

I got so pissed, I shit my pants

I called the F C C

screaming “speech ain’t free”

I want to turn them off


Woke up, rolled out of bed

raked the hair across my head

found my way downstairs and drank a coke

and looking up I noticed I was late

grabbed my coat and MAGA hat

made the links in seconds’ flat

hit the fairway with a perfect stroke

somebody spoke so I made them disappear


I read fake news today oh boy

on NPR and from the New York Times

about protestors on the mall

I want to shoot them all

no one knows just how many on the mall will fall

I love to hate you all

DOGE Boy Sawing in the Dead of Night

Sing to the tune of “Blackbird” by the Beatles

DOGE Boy sawing in the dead of night
Taking federal jobs away for good
All is right
He is only being a reverse prick Robin Hood

DOGE Boy sawing in the dead of night
Taking livelihoods from those in need
All is right
He is always feeding into all that ugly greed

DOGE Boy, saw
DOGE Boy, saw
Into the blight of the far alt right

DOGE Boy, saw
DOGE Boy, saw
Into the blight of the far alt right

DOGE Boy sawing in the dead of night
All the people’s dreams that he defers
All is right
Cuz’ he is only serving the rich people he prefers

Cuz’ he is only serving the rich people he prefers
Cuz’ he is only serving the rich people he prefers