With the resurgence of scum like the Proud Boys et al I'm going to post #photos of the unAmerican extremists who support @realDonaldTrump and this #IllegitimateRegime. The world needs to know the company his "#Christian" & other supporters keep. All credit to @petersonpixs/@NYMag
And after seeing these images, I want ONE notable #Christian preacher to explain to me & the rest of the world how/why s/he can support #Drumpf, whose message, history & lifestyle is antithetical to all that Jesus preached.
But not one will step forward b/c there IS no defense.
Loyal White Knights of the KKK
Anthony Petruccelli, of Lynn, MA, member of the National Socialist Movement, surrounded by his Nazi paraphernalia
#Arkansas’s Shield Wall Network celebrating the birthday of George Rockwell, founder of the American #Nazi Party
A Proud Boy covers his face at San Francisco’s Demand Free Speech rally
Chester Doles, a self-described fourth-generation #KKK member, at a pro-#Trump rally he organized in Dahlonega, GA.
Jared Taylor, head of the New Century Foundation and the American Renaissance Conference
National Socialist Movement — the largest neo-#Nazi group
More National Socialists calling for a #Holocaust
Neo-#Nazi Jovi Val on 5th Avenue NYC
Patrick Casey, the leader of the American Identity Movement, at Tennessee’s American Renaissance conference, which took over a taxpayer-owned hotel.
Portland, #Oregon #ProudBoys
#Drumpf's stormtroopers must have felt right at home there.
Shield Wall Network
Shield Wall Network
Shield Wall Network
Appalling socio-psychopath calling for another #Holocaust.
If you support this #IllegitimateRegime these are the demons you're in bed with. And you're not #patriots or even real #Americans - you're delusional wannabes trading your self-respect and patriotism for - what? You tell me. But you won't, because you can't. There is no defense.

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3 Jan
#poetry

Cassandra, Lost

Looking up into the blank slate of night sky.
I'm an immigrant without a map. A dictionary.
Canicula, unseen, barks a warning I cannot interpret
as it echoes across the ages.
I'm an immigrant without a map, a dictionary,
a lost Cassandra silenced in the darkness of ignorance.
As it echoes across the ages
Canicula's message is a sounding brass, more felt than heard.
A lost Cassandra, silenced in the darkness of ignorance,
I fear for the future.
Canicula's message is a sounding brass, more felt than heard.
My skin prickles as I sit, shivering, in the grip of the unknown.
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19 Oct 20
I'm going to tweet photos of some of the people who support @realDonaldTrump and the rest of this #IllegitimateRegime. Just to let the world know the company his oh-so-Christian and other supporters keep.
Be afraid. Then #FightBack
All credit to photographer @petersonpixs/@NYMag
THESE ARE THE PEOPLE WHO EMBRACE #Drumpf & his message of #hatred, #WhiteSupremacy, #intolerance, #racism, #bigotry, #xenophobia, #misogyny etc.
And after seeing these images, I want ONE notable #Christian preacher to explain to me & the rest of the world how/why s/he can support #Drumpf, whose message, history & lifestyle is antithetical to all that Jesus preached.
But not one will step forward b/c there IS no defense.
Read 21 tweets
19 Oct 20
#political #poetry
the rapture

when ice cream became plaster
every lawyer was a bishop
and vice versa
what we took for wisdom was
a fool's tale dressed in prophet's skin

in hidden kitchens acolytes brewed vats
of jealousy spiced with powder
ground from tarnished silver
in cathedrals varnished with dollar bills
locust tongues preached toxic gospel
and choirs sang the praises of butchers
wrapped in the robes of christ

the communion wine was green
but thirsty for salvation
we all drank deep from the chalice
as often as it was passed
when we were good and drunk
we scrambled up what we thought
was the ladder to paradise
as the organist mangled nearer my god to thee

we pushed and shoved our way up
in the grip of competition some fell off
screaming as they hurtled down
to what end we neither knew nor cared
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19 Oct 20
#political #poetry
retrodegradation

we were dreaming of sugarplums and other impossibles
when the wind picked up everything worth taking
and blew it all to hell and gone
left to weather without refreshment
the foundation’s varnish cracked
exposing rotted wood
martyrs
none of them carpenters
stepped forward to repair it

accompanied by the bloodless analysis
of parrots regurgitating acceptable shibboleths
they were cut down in the streets
in the dust of devastation our eyes splintered
unable to focus we feel our way through lawn and marble
wailing and conjecture
propaganda and piles of devalued coinage
Read 6 tweets
19 Oct 20
#political #poetry
Start Making Sense

As everything disintegrates
I wade through the bloody mess of life
in hip boots, looking for reason and order.
Hoping the laws of the universe can fix
what no one else can. Or will.

I just want it all – somehow – to make sense.
The eyetooth that broke as I bit into a piece of toast.
Crickets in harness.
The limousine with four flat tires parked in the alley out back.
Kids in cages.

I just want it all – somehow – to make sense.
Doors that fall off their hinges when you open them.
The year you died on my birthday.
Bodiless gloves telling off-color jokes.
Improvised morgues crammed with body bags.

I just want it all – somehow – to make sense
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19 Oct 20
#political #poetry #COVID19

onshore wind

singing in the key of blue minor
the wind carries the sorrow of the world
in a wordless universal tongue
wrapping me in a melody that
penetrates my chest with a sea of grief
midnight waves punctuated by cymbals
commemorating each new disaster
slosh against bone as the dead rise
to dance a mirthless jig
out of time but never out of mind
prophets say summer is the quietus
that will still this hellish song
but i am not deceived by this propaganda
and refusing this cup
weep useless tears as the sea level rises

© 2020 RC deWinter

Published in The Abstract Elephant Magazine @Abstract_Elphnt September 2020
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