The Penny-wise and Pound-foolish President

A fully funded international screwworm monitoring program very likely would have improved early detection and slowed the spread, reducing the scale and speed of the current outbreak, perhaps even preventing the disease from reaching the U.S.

Historically, the U.S. kept screwworm from reaching our border by applying a three‑layer defense:

  1. Panama biological barrier (sterile‑fly zone)
  2. Central American surveillance (USAID/FAO programs)
  3. U.S.–Mexico border surveillance (USDA APHIS)

The 2025 Department of Government Efficiency (DOGE) cuts removed layer #2. When layer #2 fails, layer #3 becomes a last‑minute firewall — and by the time screwworm reaches the border, eradication is much more difficult.

So, how much money did the US save when DOGE cut programs that included screwworm monitoring? The savings from cuts, which eliminated thousands of USAID grants (including more than 100 FAO animal‑disease monitoring projects), were never quantified. The Trump administration said the cuts eliminated “waste,” but no budgetary analysis or savings estimate was released publicly. What we do know historically is that FAO/USAID animal‑health surveillance projects cost millions, not billions.

While the savings were tiny and unreported, the potential cost of failure is massive:

  • Texas cattle industry losses could reach $1.8 billion per year if screwworm spreads.
  • USDA has already invested over $1 billion in emergency response and sterile‑fly infrastructure after the outbreak.

And if the U.S. fails to contain the outbreak, projected costs balloon to an astounding $675 billion dollars.

So, the U.S. “saved” an unreported amount—likely in the low millions—while exposing itself to billions in economic risk.

Good job, Mr. President!

“My Porch in Timbuktu” is Live on Streaming Services

“My Porch in Timbuktu,” the latest single from Sapient Rain, is live on SpotifyYouTube Music, and Apple Music.

Sapient Rain is a musical project that blends human creativity with artificial intelligence. It is a collaboration between writer/lyricist Geoffrey Reilly and the AI music engine, Suno.

You can listen to “My Porch in Timbuktu” for free on Suno.


I can barely hear you
your voice muffled by the dirt
Did you bring the children with you?
Is Suzy in her yellow skirt?

Its nothing like they told us
those Catholic teachers lied
It’s just a dark unbroken silence
and a solitude defied

What season are we in
I’ve lost all sense of time
the cohesion of chagrin
dissolving into the sublime
What color is the sky
Is it red or is it blue
I miss the spark inside your eyes
from my porch in Timbuktu

Would it all be different
if I chose to burn to ash
would I pass through gills of minnows
or die in the fire’s flash?

Breathless in the darkness
your heart, a dying dove
dress threads start to loosen
their hold on what was love

What season are we in
I’ve lost all sense of time
the cohesion of chagrin
dissolving into the sublime
What color is the sky
Is it red or is it blue
I miss the spark inside your eyes
from my porch in Timbuktu

I miss the sound of summer thunder
and waves crashing on the beach
Wilson Picket’s midnight hour
and that first bite into a peach

I’m in the chaos of my silence
in the loud loneliness of peace
there is no self-reliance
when you live your life along the crease

What season are we in
I’ve lost all sense of time
the cohesion of chagrin
dissolving into the sublime
What color is the sky
Is it red or is it blue
I miss the spark inside your eyes
from my porch in Timbuktu


Sapient Rain is best categorized as a human–AI hybrid musical project — specifically, a lyric‑driven, politically charged, genre‑fluid collaboration between writer/lyricist Geoffrey Reilly and the AI music engine Suno.

For a free listen, check out the library of publicly available Sapient Rain tracks on Suno.

“Usurpers in the Pulpit” is Live on Streaming Services

“Usurpers in the Pulpit,” the latest single from Sapient Rain, is live on SpotifyYouTube Music, and Apple Music.

Sapient Rain is a musical project that blends human creativity with artificial intelligence. It is a collaboration between writer/lyricist Geoffrey Reilly and the AI music engine, Suno.

You can listen to “Usurpers in the Pulpit” for free on Suno.


Usurpers in the Pulpit

They pray in Megachurches
In the heartland on a hill
With Mic’d-up MAGA pastors
Pushing lies and poison pills

The preachers fret to scare you
but tell you God is on your side
The trap they set ensnares you
And takes your lost soul for a ride

After wine and half-truths whispered
And communion wafer snacks
The paid-for-MAGA pastor
Launches fascist-fueled attacks

In alliance with the devil
In accordance with their greed
Usurpers in the pulpit
Twisting sermons into screeds

Pals in persecution
The grievance-driven crowd
Bathed in absolution
And a bigotry allowed

The violence that awaits us
Is sectarian in its hate
Gun toting bible thumpers
To make the US Great

They’ll legislate their creed
And burn the rest in smoke and ash
Put their ten upon the wall
Tossing yours into the trash

In alliance with the devil
In accordance with their greed
Usurpers in the pulpit
Twisting sermons into screeds

They’d rather force you to your knees,
Than let you worship as you wish
Live your life by their decrees
And Donny T as your commish

It’s not about the Magi
Or the Christ child in the manger
But how Jesus loves America and
Beware the stranger danger

Look at who they’ve chosen
To be the leader of their flock
An impetuous empty vessel
who has never taken stock

In alliance with the devil
In accordance with their greed
Usurpers in the pulpit
Twisting sermons into screeds


If you haven’t had a chance yet, please check out my 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 anywhere else, 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-911 America.

“Generation Blue” is Live on Music Streaming Services

“Generation Blue,” the latest single from Sapient Rain, is live on SpotifyYouTube Music, and Apple Music.

Sapient Rain is a musical project that blends human creativity with artificial intelligence. It is a collaboration between writer/lyricist Geoffrey Reilly and the AI music engine, Suno.

You can listen to “Generation Blue” for free on Suno.


Generation Blue

When they handed us devices
we never stood a chance
neck deep in social crisis
we’re pawns like Rosencrantz

Connected to each other
in unintended ways
a mobile-based infection
that set our world ablaze

Unblinking eyes cemented
screen scrolling
through our days
our brains have been
augmented
in unexpected ways

Doom Scrolling
through the day
bed-rotting
is what we do
retool the state of play
for Generation Blue

Let’s play some doorbell ditch
let’s play some kick the can
let’s run through the scented air
stop being Zucker fans

Let’s play some hide and seek
let’s walk around the block
let’s wade into the creek
and paint faces on a rock

We’re socially divided
we’re trapped inside our brains
we’re purposely misguided
by controllers of the reins

Doom scrolling
through the day
bed-rotting
is what we do
retool the state of play
for Generation Blue


If you haven’t had a chance yet, please check out my 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 anywhere else, 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-911 America.

What is Sapient Rain?

Sapient Rain is a human–AI musical collaboration created by writer/lyricist Geoffrey Reilly working together with the AI music engine Suno.

Sapient Rain’s music blends political fire, surreal storytelling, and nostalgic autobiography, delivered through lyrics that read more like literary vignettes than conventional songcraft. Sapient Rain’s growing catalog is thematically dense, with each track functioning as a miniature narrative or social critique.

Reilly’s writing gives the project its identity; Suno gives it sonic form.

Sapient Rain is not “AI music” in the generic sense. It’s a human-authored worldview rendered through an AI engine that can produce consistent vocal and musical identity on demand.

Reilly writes in a style that fuses protest poetry, memoir, and cultural commentary, often using sharp imagery and rhythmic phrasing to create songs that feel like spoken‑word pieces set to music.

Check out Sapient Rain on Spotify, YouTube Music, and Apple Music.

You can also listen to Sapient Rain songs for free on Suno.


If you haven’t had a chance yet, please check out my 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 anywhere else, 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-911 America.

A Danger Posed

Christian Nationalism poses structural, democratic, and cultural dangers to America’s secular, pluralistic society, primarily because it seeks to fuse a single religious worldview with civic identity and governmental authority.

Across multiple independent analyses, researchers consistently show that Christian Nationalism correlates with anti‑democratic attitudes, exclusion of religious minorities, authoritarian governance, and erosion of constitutional protections.


I wrote the lyrics for “Usurpers in the Pulpit” to highlight America’s dangerous drift towards Christian Nationalism.

I used Suno to set the lyrics to music under the artist profile Sapient Rain.

Sapient Rain is a musical project that blends human creativity with artificial intelligence. It is a collaboration between writer/lyricist Geoffrey Reilly (me) and the AI music engine, Suno.

“Usurpers in the Pulpit” will be available on music streaming platforms on June 1st, 2026, but you can listen to it today on Suno.

Usurpers in the Pulpit

They pray in Megachurches
In the heartland on a hill
With Mic’d-up MAGA pastors
Pushing lies and poison pills

The preachers fret to scare you
but tell you God is on your side
The trap they set ensnares you
And takes your lost soul for a ride

After wine and half-truths whispered
And communion wafer snacks
The paid-for-MAGA pastor
Launches fascist-fueled attacks

In alliance with the devil
In accordance with their greed
Usurpers in the pulpit
Twisting sermons into screeds

Pals in persecution
The grievance-driven crowd
Bathed in absolution
And a bigotry allowed

The violence that awaits us
Is sectarian in its hate
Gun toting bible thumpers
To make the US Great

They’ll legislate their creed
And burn the rest in smoke and ash
Put their ten upon the wall
Tossing yours into the trash

In alliance with the devil
In accordance with their greed
Usurpers in the pulpit
Twisting sermons into screeds

They’d rather force you to your knees,
Than let you worship as you wish
Live your life by their decrees
And Donny T as your commish

It’s not about the Magi
Or the Christ child in the manger
but how Jesus loves America and
beware the stranger danger

Look at who they’ve chosen
to be the leader of their flock
an impetuous empty vessel
who has never taken stock

In alliance with the devil
In accordance with their greed
Usurpers in the pulpit
Twisting sermons into screeds

“Along the Avenue” By Sapient Rain

Sapient Rain is a musical project that blends human creativity with artificial intelligence. It is a collaboration between lyricist / writer Geoffrey Reilly and the AI music engine Suno

“Along the Avenue” is coming to music streaming services on 05/11/2026. You can listen to it today on the Suno Website here.

Along the Avenue

We’re dancing in a dreamscape
of Dali clocks and limes
there’s cube-cheese
and fresh green grapes
and discussions of true crime

Life flutters in the milkweed
orange, white, and black
through the shutters
there’s a silkscreen
by the artist Halifax

Hear the TV in the kitchen
its tuned into cable news
In the bedroom
someone’s bitchin
about Kidman and Tom Cruise

We skinny dip with time
we’re drowning in her wake
get tangled in the vines
at the bottom of the lake
Our transience prevails
no matter what we do
sleepwalking on the trails
along the avenue

Cut by the sculptor’s chisel
we lie bleeding on the sand
the eye-spark starts to fizzle
when time grips us by the hand

We live on as dusty photos
in grainy videos online
YouTube provides a mojo
transcending the sublime

tell me what we’re doing
cuz I haven’t got a clue
alabaster armless statues
on burnt lawns of Timbuktu

We skinny dip with time
we’re drowning in her wake
get tangled in the vines
at the bottom of the lake
Our transience prevails
no matter what we do
sleepwalking on the trails
along the avenue


If you haven’t had a chance yet, please check out my 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 anywhere else, 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-911 America.

“Donny on Dementia” by Sapient Rain

Sapient Rain is a musical project that blends human creativity with artificial intelligence. It is a collaboration between lyricist / writer Geoffrey Reilly and the AI music engine Suno

You can listen to “Donny on Dementia” on the Suno App or Website here.

Donny on Dementia

I’m living with dementia
Life’s a grandiose summer cruise
Higher prices at the gas pumps
Let’s take an oval office snooze

I’m making up equations
A percentage paradigm
I got yes men all around me
To cover up the crime

I don’t know what I’m doing
I’m lost and all alone
With me in charge, the world is stewing
CAN’T TURN THE CAPS OFF ON MY PHONE

I’m Donny on Dementia
I don’t know where I am
A Commander in Absentia
My mind is on the lamb
Please invoke the 25th Amendment
To end this tragic scam

We’re trapped in his dementia
Like the tankers in Hormuz
Kash Patel has lost his marbles
Pete Hegseth wants some booze

They call me doctor Jesus
I think that’s kind of cool
The resolute desk
Is my safe place
Where I scribble and I drool

I have no idea what I’m doing
You’re all paying a steep price
I miss the days when I was screwing
Instead of being Jesus Christ

I’m Donny on Dementia
I don’t know where I am
A Commander in Absentia
My mind is on the lamb
Please invoke the 25th Amendment
To end this tragic scam

People try to shoot me
I’m in the Epstein files
Normal thoughts don’t suit me
I dream of glory and Sieg Heils

Phonemic paraphasia
I don’t know what that is
I hate shit holes like Nambia
I aced my IQ quiz

I’m sleeping till eleven
I pace around all night
I often think of heaven
And flying purple kites

I’m Donny on Dementia
I don’t know where I am
A Commander in Absentia
My mind is on the lamb
Please invoke the 25th Amendment
To end this tragic scam


If you haven’t had a chance yet, please check out my 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 anywhere else, 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-911 America.

The Writer

I wrote these lyrics this morning in the warm pre-dawn of hope and titled them “The Writer”. I used Suno to set the words to music under the artist profile Sapient Rain.

Sapient Rain is a collaborative musical project that pairs me, the lyricist, with the AI music platform Suno.

The Writer will be available on music streaming platforms on April 19th, 2026, but you can listen to it today on Suno.

The Writer

In a thin solitude of white noise
through a warm pre-dawn of hope
thoughts form in the steam
of his coffee through the haze
of the wine and the dope

An early draft barely breathing
faint notes in the margins await
he approaches with cold trepidation
and a fear that he’ll never be great

He knows he can’t dodge his compulsion
this obsessive desire to write
the rhythmic tap of the keys
a propulsion that’s too hard to fight

He bears witness to the chaos
around him he uncovers
with truthful disdain
a fact of the human condition
that we’re all in emotional pain

Words structured into an arrangement
together they swing and sway
they help him avoid a derangement
and usher the light into day

He knows he can’t dodge his compulsion
this obsessive desire to write
the rhythmic tap of the keys
a propulsion that’s too hard to fight


If you haven’t had a chance yet, please check out my 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 anywhere else, 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-911 America.

Liar’s Spit and Gravel

I took a poem I wrote several months ago, titled Spit and Gravel, tweaked the wording, added a chorus, and used Suno to set my words to music under the artist profile Sapient Rain.

Sapient Rain is a collaborative musical project that pairs me, the lyricist, with the AI music platform Suno.

Liar’s Spit and Gravel is available on music streaming platforms on April 12th, 2026, but you can listen to it today on Suno.

Liar’s Spit and Gravel, by Sapient Rain

Carpet bombing
Pedophile
The trashy king
Of tacky tiles
Pushing sneakers
Selling bibles
Names all over
Epstein’s files

Hawking watches
Hats and tees
What’s the price
Of dignity?

It seems that what
We value most
Is the loud and proud
Who like to boast
About dropping bombs
And making ghosts

When all that matters
Is what we’ve grossed
When hate and greed
Are double-dosed
Our nation’s veins
Become thrombosed

We need a Dylan
Of our own
A collective moss
Around the stone
We need a Martin
For the day
To gather us
To make some hey
We need a Bobby
To inspire
To fight injustice
To light a fire
Where are the leaders
Of today
As dead as Caesar
and JonBenét

Autocratic
In his tone
His swelled-up ego
Overblown
A head that’s crammed
With nothing known
Cuts lady justice
To the bone

He snaps her picture
With his phone
He loves how she’s
Become so prone
To misogyny and
Testosterone

Bibi, Don,
And Vlady P
Selling war
To you and me
Killing, stealing,
And getting rich
Double-dealing,
Bait and switch

End-time preppin
Sneak attacks
Their Jesus Christ
Ain’t comin back
They drop his name
While talking smack
And stab our allies
In the back

We need a Dylan
Of our own
A collective moss
Around the stone
We need a Martin
For the day
To gather us
To make some hey
We need a Bobby
To inspire
To fight injustice
To light a fire
Where are the leaders
Of today
As dead as Caesar
And JonBenét

Hegseth, Miller, RFK,
On the news
To fuck my day
Lindsey, Marco,
And Pammy Bee
Spewing lies
For all to see

See JD’s Maybelline
Eyeliner
Trump on the hunt
For vagina
Wraps himself
In stars and stripes
Pretends he’s cool
Like Wesley Snipes

Cocky, brass
In midnight rants
Surrounds himself
With sycophants
Marco, Graham,
And JD Vance

As lies unfurl
And we unravel
As truth
Gets bashed
By Johnson’s
Gavel
The blood-soaked
Trail on which
Truth travels
Gets paved with
Liar’s spit
And gravel

Fuck the Prez
And his crew
Screwing over
Me and you
He’s full of shit
A fucking liar
Making us
The world’s pariah

We need a Dylan
Of our own
A collective moss
Around the stone
We need a Martin
For the day
To gather us
To make some hey
We need a Bobby
To inspire
To fight injustice
To light a fire
Where are the leaders
Of today
As dead as Caesar
And JonBenét


If you haven’t had a chance yet, please check out my 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 anywhere else, 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-911 America.