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The MAGA Chickens Have Come Home to Roost
For most of us, Donald Trump was fully transparent in his views. We saw clearly a misogynistic and pedophilic human being, unqualified morally, ethically, civically, and professionally to serve as president.
For most of us, judging his character was not difficult, because Trump is an unnuanced, open book with a detailed public record of abhorrent, narcissistic, and criminal behavior. Most of us understood that handing immense power to an individual with all of those disgusting and disgraceful traits would have a disastrous outcome for not only our country, but the world.
It was an easy call—for most of us.
Nowadays, all over social media, we’re seeing former MAGA voters trashing Trump for betraying them. I’m not quite sure what to make of these people. I don’t understand when they say “they’re shocked and disappointed because the President lied to them.” First of all, how can any person with eyes, ears, and the ability to think be “shocked” that Donald Trump lied? Donald Trump is a lie in a suit. He has a long public record of lying. Trump’s lies are central to how he conducts himself personally and politically.
I think the “shock” these people are feeling is from the realization that Trump’s lies and cruelty are affecting them personally – whereas before, those lies were affecting only “other people.” They were fine when all the ineptitude and cruel and draconian policies injured “other people.” Yet, as soon as the consequences of those lies and policies disrupted their lives – that’s when things became intolerable.
I don’t feel sorry for anyone who was OK with electing a convicted felon as president but now are upset when the actions of the felon they voted for come back to bite them in the ass. It’s not only that they were poor judges of character, but that they didn’t care enough to learn and understand what electing a narcissistic, misogynistic, racist, and power-hungry felon would mean to women, immigrants, the gay and trans communities, government and educational institutions, science, the environment, and our Democracy – they only cared about how electing this horrible human being might benefit them.
Now we’re in this terrible mess, and Trump and his cohorts will inevitably use the levers of power against the will of the people in November.
At the very least, every disillusioned MAGA voter in America should be doing everything in their power to get anti-Trump voters to the polls in November, because you are largely responsible for creating this nightmare.
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.
What Would Jesus Do?
“What Would Jesus Do?” by Sapient Rain is available on music streaming services.
Sapient Rain is a human / machine collaboration between lyricist Geoffrey Reilly and the AI Music Engine, Suno.
On a week when we watched a “pastor” grotesquely compare a convicted felon and suspected pedophile to Jesus Christ, I think this song rings particularly true, especially heading into Easter weekend.
What Would Jesus Do? Lyrics
What would Jesus do
to a brownish me and you
would he throw us in a cage
and attack us with his rage
what would Jesus say
when we choose to look away
not turn the other cheek
and make mincemeat of the weak
In the cold and brackish waters
of America’s not great
we’re drowning in hypocrisy
and the riptide of our hate
We’re bastardizing Jesus
ignoring what he said
not welcoming the stranger
terrorizing them instead
If Jesus Christ came back today
what would MAGA do?
they’d label him a liberal
and re-crucify the jew
MAGA’s blue-eyed Jesus
is muscle-bound and blonde
armed and deadly dangerous
from heaven and beyond
In the cold and brackish waters
of America’s not great
we’re drowning in hypocrisy
and the riptide of our hate
We’re bastardizing Jesus
ignoring what he said
not welcoming the stranger
terrorizing them instead
What would Jesus say
about how we treat the poor
of how open we’ve become
to the slamming of the door
I think Jesus would be sick
at what America’s become
fanatically intolerant
and lovers of the gun
In the cold and brackish waters
of America’s not great
we’re drowning in hypocrisy
and the riptide of our hate
We’re bastardizing Jesus
ignoring what he said
not welcoming the stranger
terrorizing them instead
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.
Wounded Teaser 2: MAGA The PSYOP
News is now tribal
with no true reporting
FOX is the bible
a church for consorting
Where lies
lead to lust
for the ignorant masses
gaping and raping
in their Eva Braun glasses
Troubadour tribesmen
of white patriarchy
pied-piping pitchmen
for the new oligarchy
Putin has puppets
Elon and Don
a triad of hatred
running a con
MAGA the psyop
bot fueled infection,
just misinformation,
and mindful dissection
Wake all the people
Before its too late
He never meant
to make America Great
On 02/26/26, the single “MAGA The PYSOP” from the album “Wounded” comes out on Spotify, Apple Music, YouTube Music, and iTunes under the artist profile “Sapient Rain.”
Sapient Rain is the artistic collaboration of writer/lyricist Geoffrey Reilly and the AI music engine Suno.
Click here to pre-save Wounded on Spotify.
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 National Prayer Farce and Christian Sectarianism
Did any “Christians” at the Prayer breakfast call out the President of the United States for his shameful statements and treatment of immigrants in America?
In between pancakes and coffee, did anyone speak to the hypocrisy of Donald Trump attending the event, considering his well-documented dishonesty, vindictiveness, and unrepentant sexual immorality, or was there just a hushed acceptance of this “flawed man”?
Did any of the “Christians” in attendance voice their concerns about the Trump administration’s cutting of USAID, which will lead to millions of deaths by 2030?
Did those in attendance lend support and prayer for marginalized people, and justice for young girls trafficked and abused by the rich and powerful, as documented in the Epstein files?
Seems like a prayer breakfast would be the perfect place for talking about all these things.
From what I’ve read, rather than promoting unity, spiritual reflection, and reconciliation, the Orange Ayatollah of Ice Brigades and Sexcapades turned the once venerated event into a boastful campaign rally brimming with self-promotion and partisan political attacks. Like every other institution he encounters, the president torched norms and obliterated traditions, while religious bigots in attendance bowed down to their true king.
One thing about Trump you can’t deny: there’s very little subterfuge when it comes to his bigotry, vindictiveness, and hate. And his unvarnished take on anyone who defies or challenges him has laid bare the true morality of his religious base, who have revealed themselves as people who care more about power and control than grace and humility, who want to subjugate and dominate, and who would sooner punch you in the face than turn the other cheek.
The National Prayer Breakfast is a National Farce. What used to be a bipartisan and unifying event has become a partisan pigpile, obscuring the event’s original, inclusive, ecumenical nature.
Examples:
- President Trump used the breakfast to criticize political opponents, claiming they “oppose God and religious freedom.”
- He also used the platform to attack political enemies along religious lines, turning the event into a partisan stage rather than a shared spiritual gathering.
- Trump mocked Democratic lawmakers and questioned why “people of faith would ever vote for a Democrat,” despite the event’s bipartisan leadership.
Trump’s rhetoric excludes Christians who refuse to align themselves with the undeniably Christian Nationalist identity of the MAGA movement. Through words and actions, the President continues to make a mockery of Christianity, and that mockery gets amplified by conservative Christian leaders who to turn a blind eye to Trump’s amoral behavior.
The quote “When fascism comes to America, it will be wrapped in the flag and carrying a cross” describes perfectly what occurred at this year’s National Prayer Breakfast and what’s happening in America today. The president’s remarks are indicative of the dangerous merger of nationalist demagoguery and religion.
How long before Christianity in America undergoes a full-blown sectarian split?
As America struggles to maintain Jefferson’s wall of separation between church and state, Atheists, Agnostics, and religiously unaffiliated need to unite behind the version of Christianity that promotes kindness, empathy, and love.
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.
From Maine to Minnesota
Miller’s hate
is at the gate
with ray-bans and zip ties
their fascist heart
a devil’s dart
aimed at the civilized
Masked men with guns
behave like Huns
to meet Millers ugly quota
they brutalize and terrorize
from Maine to Minnesota
A bloated king
doles out their bling
they ask me for my papers
I scream bells will toll
and heads will roll
for pedophiles and rapers
Full mags and clips
they carry chips
of grievance on their shoulder
the hateful raids
of ice brigades
turn citizens to soldiers
We’re all bereaved
its hard to breathe
with black boots on our neck
our blood congeals
they make you kneel
their violence goes unchecked
A bloated king
doles out their bling
they ask me for my papers
I scream bells will toll
and heads will roll
for pedophiles and rapers
Get in their way
they’ll pepper spray
and push you to the ground
You have no say, in the USA
when Ice Men are around
We fight for Alex Pretti
We fight for Renee Good
We fight against oppressors
and for the common good
A bloated king
doles out their bling
they ask me for my papers
I scream bells will toll
and heads will roll
for pedophiles and rapers
Check out the song for these lyrics on Suno.com
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.
Charlie Kirk, Apathetic Farmer
Through his organization Turning Point USA (TPUSA), Charlie Kirk became a significant force in conservative youth politics by tapping into a feeling of cultural displacement among young white men—especially those outside elite institutions—by validating their frustrations and offering a political identity that felt empowering.
He successfully rebranded conservatism for youth by leaning into cultural grievances, opposing progressive ideas (like DEI, CRT, gender fluidity), which resonated with young men who felt blamed or sidelined in mainstream discourse.
In many ways, Charlie Kirk’s meteoric rise embodies the quintessential American success story, where money, power, and fame are all that matter and where kindness, empathy, and service to others are for suckers.
On the surface, some of what Charlie Kirk did and achieved seems almost noble. He reached out to a segment of society that felt politically voiceless and culturally alienated, and he gave them a voice. He recognized the underrepresentation and an utter lack of organized advocacy for non-college-educated white males in America and championed their needs.
The problem was how Charlie Kirk framed their economic disenfranchisement.
Kirk sold young white non-college-educated males on the simplistic notion that the source of their economic disenfranchisement were immigrants, women, minorities, and wokeism, when in reality, their alienation from mainstream American society and its institutions and their feeling of lost purpose and status stems from economic and social shifts that have eroded the traditional path of a stable, middle-class life for those without a bachelor’s degree.
When a large segment of the population feels economically useless and politically invisible, it creates fertile ground for resentment, polarization, and instability. Discontentment is low-hanging fruit for the opportunistic and power-hungry, and Trump and Kirk cultivated and harvested that low-hanging fruit with great success, while continuing to spread the seeds of grievance, misinformation, and lies across the fertile minds of disaffected American youth for fame, fortune, and power.
Charlie Kirk and Donald Trump are emblematic of the deep rot in America’s political system, where politicians and influencers exploit the disaffected for their own personal gain, indoctrinating followers with cultural hot-button issues and identity politics to the point where the cultivated group doesn’t even care that they’re not being helped.
Like Trump, Kirk was never interested in helping his followers; he was only interested in exploiting them. To Charlie Kirk, America’s disaffected youth were a cash crop.
Genuine solutions to political disempowerment and economic disenfranchisement are complicated, expensive, and require systemic intervention from empathetic, pragmatic, and intelligent leaders who are genuinely interested in helping others. Amplifying polarization, promoting misinformation, and framing politics as a zero-sum cultural war are not solutions; those actions ensure the status quo.
We must connect the disaffected to hope and aspiration, rather than hatred and anger. It’s one thing to say, I feel your pain, quite another to do the hard work of alleviating the pain – and as we see with Trump and saw with Charlie Kirk, it’s a lot easier and more lucrative to point a finger and say, “them, they, those people, they’re the reason you are not flourishing.“
Doing the hard work to bring the disaffected back into the fold means investing in government-sponsored programs, training, and empathy, and those things are a tough sell in today’s political environment.
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.
American Graffiti
Cast your eye
ankle high
to the message wall
six inches tall
an instructive blurb
from the stony curb
inflicting think
with paint and ink
about a world
that’s on brink
Don’t be led by the moronic clown
who doesn’t know
what’s up from down
who sows the seeds
of discontent
and puts our feet
into cement
Don’t be fooled by the moronic clown
who doesn’t know
what’s up from down
who creates the chaos
in the street
then sends in troops
to “keep the peace”
who says that he’s
the only one
who can fix the shit
that he has done
Don’t be led by the moronic clown
who wears his lies
like a crown
who proffers hate
through Russian bots
while sending fascist
forget-me-nots
Shift your view
below your shoe
to the message wall
six inches tall
to the good advice
for one and all
inflicting think
with paint and ink
about a world
that’s on brink
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.
Robber Barons and Bullies
Marble-toothed titans
with sneers caked in madness
greed-fed on blood bags
in sweatshops of sadness
Kingpins with linchpins
thick carrots and sticks
deft robber barons
are up to their tricks
The morally crippled
gerrymander in Texas
felonious punk-thugs
that hate and perplex us
Gun toting douchebags
in Home Depot lots
promoting a fascist
while twisting the knot
The clown at the helm
of this powerful nation
is steeped in decline
and reverse escalation
Whitewashing history
attacking the truth
a maniacal misfit
both rude and uncouth
He creates chaos
to hold onto power
commanding the guard
from his fake ivory tower
Targeting cities
that are mostly all blue
a pig who gropes kitties
and pays porn stars to screw
Visions of heaven
black heart full of hate
He’s never come close
to making us great
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.
