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Truth Hurts

An AI music generator collides with a human lyricist, and the result is an intense and stirring song.
Have a listen at Suno.com

What a shame and disservice to the men and women being sworn into the military at yesterday’s football game in Washington, DC.
In what should have been a proud and patriotic moment for these young men and women, the fans could not hold back their boos and distaste for the draft-dodging coward and enemy of American democracy swearing them in.
I want to think if I were in attendance I would have applauded in celebration of the men and women on the field rather than boo the putz in the press box who has embarrassed our country in front of the rest of the world – but honestly, I don’t know if I would have been able to hold back my anger at the man responsible for the rampant divisiveness ripping at the fabric of our country.
The adverse reaction that a stadium full of American citizens had to President Trump’s public appearance would be a wake-up call to any other politician. But Trump is so thickly coated in narcissism that nothing outside of the inflated opinion he has of himself matters, as the big, fat, ugly shadow he casts continues to eclipse the hope and optimism that used to shine brightly from America.
No, Donald Trump’s statement that Ronald Reagan loved tariffs for our country and its national security does not accurately reflect President Reagan’s views on tariffs.
Reagan was a strong advocate for free trade and often spoke against tariffs, viewing them as harmful to economic prosperity.
In fact, in a 1987 national radio address, Reagan explicitly criticized tariffs, stating they “hurt every American” and arguing that protectionist policies like tariffs lead to “shrinking markets, collapsing businesses, and widespread job losses”. He believed that while tariffs might seem patriotic or protective in the short term, they ultimately stifle innovation, provoke retaliatory trade measures, and damage the broader economy.
No, Donald Trump was not telling the truth.
A recent controversy arose when the Ontario government aired an ad using clips from Reagan’s 1987 speech to highlight his anti-tariff stance. Donald Trump responded by calling the ad “fake” and claimed it misrepresented Reagan’s views. However, fact-checks and the full context of Reagan’s speech confirm that he genuinely opposed tariffs and championed open markets.
While Reagan did occasionally use targeted trade measures for strategic purposes, his overall philosophy was rooted in free and fair trade, not broad protectionism or nationalistic tariff policies.
So, while Trump may frame tariffs as essential for national security, invoking Reagan as a supporter of such policies misrepresents the former president’s well-documented economic views.
Anyone with a cell phone or computer can do a quick Google search and know definitively that Trump was lying about the Ontario government’s Ad being fake and lying about Ronald Reagan “loving tariffs.”
It took me less than 5 minutes to debunk President Trump’s statements.
The more prescient issue is how fluidly this administration weaponizes lying.
Most politicians (and non-politicians for that matter) lie to get out of a jam. The Trump administration’s repetitive lying is part of a strategy to manipulate public opinion.
This administration is taking a page from the 1930s Nazi party playbook, where writings and speeches consistently emphasized emotional appeal, repetition, and the subordination of truth to political strategy.
According to Arty, Joseph Goebbels, the Nazi Minister of Propaganda, believed:
The Trump administration has been widely criticized for employing repeated falsehoods as a political strategy, often aligning with the idea that repetition can foster belief.
Here are several notable examples of falsehoods repeated by Donald Trump and his administration:
A 2023 study published in Public Opinion Quarterly found that repeated falsehoods from Trump’s presidency significantly influenced public misperceptions, especially among partisan audiences. The more often Trump or officials from his administration repeated lies, the more likely people were to believe them, even after the falsehoods had been publicly debunked.
“Hey Fascist, Catch”
has lit the match
and opened up the door
his hateful speech
had a long reach
see Charlie hit the floor
Kirk had a right
to spit his spite
and stir the grievance pot
but in the land of guns
for everyone
Tyler took his shot
Kirk was no saint
he lacked restraint
always punching down
crass and loud
he played the crowd
and hyped the orange clown
“Hey Fascist, Catch”
has lit the match
America is burning
In the aftermath
of our bloodbath
is anybody learning?
Now a nation mourns
with hate and scorn
temperatures are rising
no call for calm for the five-alarm
fire on our horizon
We ought to run
from martyrdom
not pin it to our chest
not canonize
the hateful guys
who scream
that they know best
With much at stake
it’s time we wake
and embrace our better angels
not reach for guns
and act like Huns
or rage like a deranged bull
“Hey Fascist, Catch”
has lit the match
America is burning
In the aftermath
of our bloodbath
is anybody learning?
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.

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:
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.
Donny sells his Bible,
his MAGA hat and tees
a crypto-grifting-sneaker-whore
devoid of dignity
A grievance crowd
of dumb and proud
can’t wait to pay their fee
to the seditionist-exhibitionist
The king of bling chotchke
What trickles down
ain’t money
it’s hatefulness
and greed
no “love your neighbor”
sentiment
you’d rather
see them bleed
With a bible wrapped
in stars and stripes
and anger as your creed
A mouth
that’s full of scripture
with a heart
that’s full of hate
isn’t Christian
as you claim
and doesn’t
make us great
And so, I wonder
what God will say
When you’re standing
at his gate?
A squeaky tank rolling
embarrasses Donny
Israeli aggression
all flexy and brawny
Assassin in Sota
a lawmaker dead
Handcuffs and facemasks
and ICE in our bed
Elon says Donny
and Epstein
were besties
Donny says Elon
is overly testy
Tucker warns Donny
about going to war
While Benny and Donny
keep settling scores
Tulsi tells Donny
The nuke story’s bullshit
Donny tells Gabbard
to get off her pulpit
Padilla gets bullied
and pushed to the floor
Cosplaying Himmler,
Noem shows him the door
Don asks the G8
why Putin is missing
The G8 tells Donny
to stop the ass kissing
Donny gets angry
and leaves in a huff
When will we say that
Enough is Enough?
Picture a man with some bloat on his liver
with raked yellow hair and marmalade thighs
He steps to the mic and opens his pie-hole
this man with blue pinholes for eyes
White MAGA letters on foreheads and tees
Flow in a sea of blood red
Look for the hope and the sun in the sky
And it’s gone
Donny paints the sky in sorrow
Donny paints the sky in sorrow
Donny paints the sky in sorrow, ahh
Follow him down to a fridge in the basement
Where sweet chocolate sundaes are in full supply
Everyone screams as he gets in the shower
With swastika shampoo and pie
Bullet-proof limos appear on the shore
Waiting to take him away
Climbs in the back and he waves at the crowds
And he’s gone
Donny paints the sky in sorrow
Donny paints the sky in sorrow
Donny paints the sky in sorrow, ahh
He throws due process out the window
kidnapping people on the street
Sec Defense Pete said he didn’t know
about Signal App security
Didn’t anybody tell us?
Didn’t anybody see?
Trump’s a dirty rotten scoundrel
with morons in proximity
He claims to always have the answer
he’s golfing every single day
to the nation’s chances he’s a cancer
and three-term Don won’t go away
Bobby Junior’s a vax denier
He’s making money off his claims
He shovels coal into the fire
To fuel the anti-science train
Didn’t anybody tell us?
Didn’t anybody see?
Trump‘s a dirty rotten scoundrel
with morons in proximity
The Chinese cat we tried to declaw
is more resilient than he showed
We can’t get off the tariff seesaw
consumer confidence erodes
Didn’t anybody tell us?
Didn’t anybody see?
Trump‘s a dirty rotten scoundrel
with morons in proximity