Click here for An Open Letter to President Obama.
Having had time to catch up with Nate Silver's 538 Blog, which covered the presidential election in a rigorous statistical way for the layman, i.e., spoke stats in an accessible way that people without statistical training could make sense of all the election polls that came out daily, I remember that about three weeks before the election. I called all the Swing States for Obama. (I cannot recall if I included North Carolina or not, but if I did, I was only one state off.)
Still, I was at most only one Swing State off, while all the other election, poll, and statistical pundits were several states off. Note that I kept with my prediction over three before while Nate Silver, ABC, NBA, yadda yadda yadda maintained that Florida was still a toss up, with most of them believing that Florida would go to Romney. Most also thought Romney had a slight edge in Virginia.
See Nate Silver's 538 Blog's Predictions One Day Before the Election.
However, I was a true believe in Obama Man until the very last. I staunchly refused to agree that Virginia or Florida would go to Romney, and even on the night of the election, when Romney was leading in Florida, I was in denial (much like Carl Rove about Ohio). Lo and behold, a couple of days later, Florida's still counting and has now certified their state's election votes for Obama. So, even with the latest polls up to the day before the electin, seems the pundits and statisticians didn't do any better than my forecast 3.5 weeks before.
It's like I said; it's hard for the pundits and statisticians sitting in their studio and computer labs to see what is going on in the real world, with volunteers standing in front of post offices and groceries stores, registering voters, giving people rides to early voting polls from churches and back, cold calling threatening people that if they do not vote early, they WILL get another phone call from us. Actually, Democrats registered new voters at a ratio of 10:1, that's ten-to-one! That means that if each new registered Republican in Florida voted (although it is highly unlikely to get 100% of new registered voters to vote), then all the Dems had to do was to get 11% of new registered voters to vote to match the Republicans.
(Tangent: It is the ground game, baby, and underlying this is a profound love for Obama. Ideas and Obama. You have to see it to believe it. The people in the Nevada State Democratic Party Office were not working until 11 p.m. each night for a candidate that only somewhat inspired them, like many conservatives felt about Romney, the volunteers and staff at the Nevada State Democratic Headquarters were full on stoked about BO. There were actually many people who flew in from around the country, taking time off from work, to help with the campaign, 'cuz they felt that they couldn't just sit there and do nothing!
Anyway, we partied late at the Mandalay but not as late as is typical for Sin City because it had been a long day. Many of us had only slept a few hours over the course of several days. But we were happy with a halo that came from the very core. Tangent's end, if there is such a thing, lol That mean's that's a joke and I think it's funny but I have to highlight it or else no one else will notice it! End of tangent, get it? Never mind, a friend and I are still debating what is meant by "end" in this case.)
So keeping up with all these stats, I looked up the odds on the election, because as any good statistician knows, odds on betting are usually at least as accurate as polls taken by Gallup, Rasmussesn, ABC, CNN, internal polls by the Romney party (see 538 blog for discussion of Romney's Exceedingly Inaccurate Internal Polls "When Internal Polls Mislead, a Whole Campaign May Be to Blame") because people put their money where their mouths are! The overseas gambling websites were offering 8-to-1 if Obama won 310-329 electoral votes, which was what I thought he would win (I was sure BO would win all of the Swing States, plus or minus one, again lol!) I was so confident, I was willing to bet money that I did not have!
I kept trying to place a bet on all the sites that OddsChecker sent me to and only a few sites had bets for predicting electoral votes. Hey, it's one thing t o bet on whether Ohio goes Republican or Democrat, or bet on the number of Swing States each candidate wins, it's another thing to think you know enough about each Swing State to predict what the electoral vote will be! The only site I found that gave odds on electoral votes was LadBrokes and they didn't take bets from Americans. Why not? I wondered, and looked everywhere for sites that took bets on the election. Oh, it occurred to me, probably not allowed in the U.S. because it would lead to some real perversion of the system. That dream lasted all of 43 minutes.
So, in order to keep me from talking Election Day In and Night Out, another one of my friends said, "All right already, I'll give you 8 to 1 odds if you will just be quiet about the election from now until then!" He meant Election Day and I said that I did not think that I could go that long. Could I at least talk about the election for two hours a day while my bet was on? Okay, he said, so I planned, I planned to bet but never had any money to bet, because if you read my previous post, I was hard up scrounging up $5 to donate to Obama's campaign, which I eventually was able to save up, ;-)
My friend asked me: So how much are you planning to put down?
I said: If I had the money, $500.
I'm going to keep it if you lose, he said. Tired of all this nonstop jibber jabber. When have you ever been so interested in elections?
I said: I've been since Gore v. Bush when the Supreme Court Justices who always championed states rights, took over the state just so they could rule for Bush!
So, by the time I had $5 to donate to Obama's fund, I had to head off to Las Vegas to help with the grassroots campaign and Election Day came and went, and it wasn't until two days after the election that I had enough to gamble. When my friend saw the electoral results, he said, "Whew! Thank goodness you were to poor to gamble. I would have been in to you for thousands!"
Now, this is coming from a girl who never gambles when in Las Vegas. I hit all the buffets and spend my tie chowing down on food until I have a belly ache, then pop out the Mylanta, and chow down some more!
However, once, I did gamble slots at a nickel machine when they still used real coins that made that semi-magical, entirely-cheap clanking noise and won 72 nickels! That's from betting only 1 nickel! Or maybe I won 144 nickels, somewhere between $3.60 - $7.20. I immediately stopped, did not make one more bet, because I KNOW WHEN TO STOP, collected my Handful of Nickels, and waited for a friend to come by because they were So Heavy I couldn't walk anywhere without them without being stared at and was afraid that someone would hit me over the head for my loot.
Thus it was ironic that the ONLY time I've ever wanted to bet, it wasn't to be, but at least I know in my heart that if I COULD HAVE bet, I would have been on the bullseye because when you've got something to believe in, you simply cannot lose!
4 More Years!
Cuatro Mas Anos!
Quatre Something Ans?
Check out the Inaugural Poem I wrote for President Obama! With Cliff Notes and Cheat Sheets, i.e., Background and Explanatory Notes, the Meaning behind the Rhyme!
A poem I wrote sort of for Mitt: "A Tale of Two Romneys by Ssal Nogard."
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MY OTHER WRITINGS
What I Said When I saw Salvador Dali's Metamorphosis of Narcissus
PrincessBoo Wakes Up on the Wrong Side of the Bed
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An Inaugural Poem for President Obama by Ssal Nogard 2012 2013
Click here for An Open Letter to President Obama.
For those of you who read my "Tale of Two Romneys" with accompanying Explanation Notes. I am sentimental and strongly prefer writing uplifting poems! Below, is my inaugural poem for President Obama! I'm writing up my ideas behind this inaugural poem, click here to see how I wove together some visions I had while on Kool Aid j/k!
Here's a link to Other Inaugural Poems, Poets who have read at Presidential Inaugurations: Robert Frost for John F. Kennedy, Miller Williams for Bill Clinton, and Maya Angelou for B.O, yay!
This is something I wrote before the election (yikes! thank goodness I didn't jinx the outcome!) I was sleeping in bed dreaming of Gallup Polls, NBC Polls, Rasmussen Polls, CNN Poll of Polls, oversampling correction methods, how RealClearPolitics updates their website before CNN and how CNN didn't update their election polls on weekends (they call themselves "The Worldwide Leader in News"?), when I was dragged out of bed by some lines running through my head. Didn't really think that I should write this poem until after the election, but it had to come out anyway...Just had a chance to format it. Looking for a font that is more formal and presentation worthy than Arial, Verdana, Trebuchet, but less script than Monotype Corsiva, which is used below. Please let me know if you have any suggestions. Enjoy. =-)
***Generally, I let a poem sit for months or years, revising it until it sounds just so. However, with the Presidential Inauguration coming up in January, it didn't make sense to sit on this until next year. Thus, although I posted this days ago, it has gone through some revisions. Someone told me that my rhyme and rhythm was not up to par with what they are used to, see The Cataracts of Paradise (about the tallest waterfall is in the world). The Cataracts of Iguacu or Iguazu inspired this epic love poem. Back to the subject, so if you come back every now and then, this poem might be even better! The rest of the explanatory notes I hope to have posted by Dec. 11th.
Also, I agree with E.E. Cummings that formatting can be important to a poem. The spacing in my inaugural poem helps the readerknow where to pause on the first read. The formatting converts funky and I haven't been able to perfectly control the look of the poem on this website. I'll try to upload a PDF version if I can ever get it all figured out. Obviously, I am a dinosaur when it comes to computer technology, lol.
As a result of obsessing over the spacing, rhyme, rhythm, and meter, I keep having to upload new versions on Amazon, search for: "An Inaugural Poem for President Barack Obama" or click this link. At least however, the Amazon version maintains the spacing and formatting in the precise manner that actually makes the reading easier and more enjoyable.***
Remember, if you like the poem, reach out and touch someone! If you don't like it, leave a comment!
Will be posting a Jack Handy's "Deep Thoughts" Analysis soon. A cannot miss! ;-)
Hey, we got someone on the Continent reading this now. Don't you people ever sleep? lol.
Keep in mind that if you pass this along to your friends and lots of peeps like it, then I might, just might be invited to read this at President Obama's inauguration in January! lulz!
Need an Explanation? What on earth does this poem mean? Click here for Part I!
Part II, Explanation of Inaugural Poem for Obama.
Part III. Author's Notes on Inaugural Poem 2012
Part IV Explanatory Notes, Meaning Behind Inaugural Poem
Friend me on Facebook to get the Inaugural Poem 2013 for Obama out!
Click here to watch Maya Angelou's inaugural poem for Obama in 2008
Click here is Maya's poem.
Some background to Maya Angelou's Inaugural Poem
Here's another inaugural poem by Elizabeth Alexander: Praise Song for the Day
The Huffington Post compares past Inaugural Poems
My Inaugural Poem for President Obama on Amazon. Be the Very SECOND to Buy it, lol!
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MY OTHER WRITINGS:
What I Said When I saw Salvador Dali's Metamorphosis of Narcissus
PrincessBoo Wakes Up on the Wrong Side of the Bed
For those of you who read my "Tale of Two Romneys" with accompanying Explanation Notes. I am sentimental and strongly prefer writing uplifting poems! Below, is my inaugural poem for President Obama! I'm writing up my ideas behind this inaugural poem, click here to see how I wove together some visions I had while on Kool Aid j/k!
Here's a link to Other Inaugural Poems, Poets who have read at Presidential Inaugurations: Robert Frost for John F. Kennedy, Miller Williams for Bill Clinton, and Maya Angelou for B.O, yay!
This is something I wrote before the election (yikes! thank goodness I didn't jinx the outcome!) I was sleeping in bed dreaming of Gallup Polls, NBC Polls, Rasmussen Polls, CNN Poll of Polls, oversampling correction methods, how RealClearPolitics updates their website before CNN and how CNN didn't update their election polls on weekends (they call themselves "The Worldwide Leader in News"?), when I was dragged out of bed by some lines running through my head. Didn't really think that I should write this poem until after the election, but it had to come out anyway...Just had a chance to format it. Looking for a font that is more formal and presentation worthy than Arial, Verdana, Trebuchet, but less script than Monotype Corsiva, which is used below. Please let me know if you have any suggestions. Enjoy. =-)
***Generally, I let a poem sit for months or years, revising it until it sounds just so. However, with the Presidential Inauguration coming up in January, it didn't make sense to sit on this until next year. Thus, although I posted this days ago, it has gone through some revisions. Someone told me that my rhyme and rhythm was not up to par with what they are used to, see The Cataracts of Paradise (about the tallest waterfall is in the world). The Cataracts of Iguacu or Iguazu inspired this epic love poem. Back to the subject, so if you come back every now and then, this poem might be even better! The rest of the explanatory notes I hope to have posted by Dec. 11th.
Also, I agree with E.E. Cummings that formatting can be important to a poem. The spacing in my inaugural poem helps the readerknow where to pause on the first read. The formatting converts funky and I haven't been able to perfectly control the look of the poem on this website. I'll try to upload a PDF version if I can ever get it all figured out. Obviously, I am a dinosaur when it comes to computer technology, lol.
As a result of obsessing over the spacing, rhyme, rhythm, and meter, I keep having to upload new versions on Amazon, search for: "An Inaugural Poem for President Barack Obama" or click this link. At least however, the Amazon version maintains the spacing and formatting in the precise manner that actually makes the reading easier and more enjoyable.***
Remember, if you like the poem, reach out and touch someone! If you don't like it, leave a comment!
A Poem
Written in Honor of President Barack Obama’s Inauguration 2013
By Ssal
Nogard
One evening I stood facing
many roads both left and right.
They wound among themselves before me
with the pending night.
I peered closely but could not see
the path that each road ran.
Only that each path rose to
its neighboring distant height.
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I stepped forward pressed by voices
that
refused to wait.
And saw a hand
extended filled
with lines of love
and hate.
I looked up into the
face of Battle
and of Destiny.
“Will you come with
me,” He said
“or will you go with
Fate?”
I took the Gentle Giant’s hand
and stepped
through the hazy gray,
and thought I heard
the laughter
of Ben Frank and Thom
J. along the way.
After two terms we
met a fork
that ran red along
both roads.
On each side were
countless voices
pressing me to stay.
The gentle giant nudged me forward
and
warned me not to wait.
I stumbled along the
reddened roads
Both marked
with love and hate.
Ahead I saw a face
whose hair
was ruddy from the roads.
His hand held out to
hasten me
before I
was too late.
No sooner did I take his hand,
then He was
gone again.
And saw he held me
steadfast on
the road’s most
uncertain bend.
I shifted as one road
descended
while the
other rose.
On each a Brother
thrust out a wound
that grew and refused to
mend.
Between the roads a woman lay
a blindfolded bound her head.
She lay as if she
slumbered through
the
blindfold dripping red.
Her scales were of the lightest touch
a whisper broke the balance
The slightest swing on either side
changed who came out ahead.
“There is no justice,” did the Blind Lady
state
with Warranty.
“For even with my
blindfold 'tis
near
impossible to see.
There is no power
equal to:
the strong who shield
the poor.”
And that is the most
that justice
without sight can
guarantee.
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The brothers were bound more tightly
than
the many winding roads.
No matter how Great
the Burden,
the
brothers shared their loads.
Their scars seared
brightly to their skin
sewn from
each others’ Bondage,
Woven from great
Ideas--and lapses--
into
canons, laws and codes.
Across the Eastern waters:
the New Order was deftly wrought.
Beyond the Western
sea:
the lands of which
our Fathers sought.
But finding Something in between
Our forefathers stopped to rest.
Go West young man, go
west,
was Then, and Now our
greatest thought.
The brothers’ bonds stretched slowly,
yet
never did they snap.
They flexed their
newfound strength with hands
that drew a New
World Map.
The bonds broke in
striations
that kept our voices taut.
Even as it seemed some voices,
were still
helplessly entrapped.
The voices on each side
clamored fiercely to be
heard.
Above the din there
came a cry
of one
solitary word.
The Word was heard by
all except
to each the sound
was different.
Each sister spoke
the same word,
But the sound still felt absurd.
With His face turned to all roads,
He walked
with easy gait
on our winding road
that split
three dozen
times plus eight;
with Bright Eyes and Brighter Smile,
He
offered me his hand:
“Will you go with me
he,” He asked,
“Or will you
go with Fate?”
I took his hand and saw the roads
blocked by the
Hand of Fate.
On her palm the tears
of love
drowned out the
lines of hate.
The Halls of Justice
are not built
within
a single day.
With luck their
expanse will never end,
Yet United,
We can wait.
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© 2012 by Ssal Nogard of the CRAZIANS
Four More Years, Yay!
Will be posting a Jack Handy's "Deep Thoughts" Analysis soon. A cannot miss! ;-)
Hey, we got someone on the Continent reading this now. Don't you people ever sleep? lol.
Keep in mind that if you pass this along to your friends and lots of peeps like it, then I might, just might be invited to read this at President Obama's inauguration in January! lulz!
Need an Explanation? What on earth does this poem mean? Click here for Part I!
Part II, Explanation of Inaugural Poem for Obama.
Part III. Author's Notes on Inaugural Poem 2012
Part IV Explanatory Notes, Meaning Behind Inaugural Poem
Friend me on Facebook to get the Inaugural Poem 2013 for Obama out!
Click here to watch Maya Angelou's inaugural poem for Obama in 2008
Click here is Maya's poem.
Some background to Maya Angelou's Inaugural Poem
Here's another inaugural poem by Elizabeth Alexander: Praise Song for the Day
The Huffington Post compares past Inaugural Poems
My Inaugural Poem for President Obama on Amazon. Be the Very SECOND to Buy it, lol!
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MY OTHER WRITINGS:
What I Said When I saw Salvador Dali's Metamorphosis of Narcissus
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| Metamorphosis of Narcissus by Salvador Dali |
PrincessBoo Wakes Up on the Wrong Side of the Bed
Sunday, November 4, 2012
I'm going to a Swing State!
(Now that the election is over, check out Ssal's Inaugural Poem for the Pres! To be distinguished from A Tale of Two Romneys for Mitt Romney!)
Guess who's going to a swing? I would always wrinkle my nose at politics and remember when I was in high school, and all my friends were running for some position in the Math Club, or the Science Club, or the Honor Society because we were all going to college and had to list at least one leadership position, lol.
Guess who's going to a swing? I would always wrinkle my nose at politics and remember when I was in high school, and all my friends were running for some position in the Math Club, or the Science Club, or the Honor Society because we were all going to college and had to list at least one leadership position, lol.
They
had to make a two-minute speech on why you should vote for them and the idea of
that made me queasy. Telling people why you think you are better. So, I never
ran for Treasurer of the Math Club or Secretary of the Chess Club (probably
because I wasn’t in the Chess Club).
And
through the years, I thought I’d never be a political person. Until Gore v.
Bush. Sometimes, despite yourself, you gotta’ drag yourself in. I can’t say
that I am motivated like some people, whose only purpose is to “make Obama a
one-term president” because that’s just the Haters coming out. That type pof
negative feeling doesn’t motivate me.
However,
defending an innocent person who is being pounded on for no good reason other
than the fact that he is not white, well, I go for underdogs. And the fact that
B.O. doesn’t play the race card and takes everything so gracefully (I would
have long ago called some people out for not liking me if I were Black long
ago!), like the Governor from Arizona, the Speaker of the House, that
Billionaire Adelson who has already given 100 million and committed 200 million
to defeat President Obama. Well, they’re going to see how much more powerful
love can be.
After
I gave $5 to Obama’s campaign (they ask for at least $5), I got a follow-up
email asking me that B.O. needs help. Can I make some phone calls? Yes, I can!
I’m playing hooky from work and going to a swing state to make some phone calls
to Get Out the Vote! No matter what happens, I can say, I did something and
didn’t sit by the wayside.
I
do not think that humanity will always win in the end. Sometimes, a species
just annihilates itself from greed. I mean, do you think Sandy was the typical
hurricane storm that we usually get? Every year, the hurricanes get BIGGER.
So,
I’ll tell you how the trip to NEVADA goes. Sin City, here I come!
P.S. It went great, as you all know the outcome to the election. Now you can read my Inaugural Poem for President Obama! Friend me on Facebook to let others know about the poem!
MY OTHER WRITINGS
What I Said When I Saw Salvador Dali’s Metamorphosis of Narcissus at the Tate Modern
P.S. It went great, as you all know the outcome to the election. Now you can read my Inaugural Poem for President Obama! Friend me on Facebook to let others know about the poem!
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What I Said When I Saw Salvador Dali’s Metamorphosis of Narcissus at the Tate Modern
Friday, October 12, 2012
A Tale of Two Romneys by Ssal Nogard
A Tale of Two Romneys: A Satirical Election Poem
***See my Inaugural Poem I wrote for B.O.! with background notes and explanations, great to teach in a classroom setting! Feel free to add a link!***
It was the Best of Times, it was the Worst of
Times.
On that pretty much
everyone agrees.
The election of two thousand and twelve, Dear
Friends,
was between President
Obama and the Two Romneys.
The country was sore
divided those pre-election days,
as much as anyone
likely-to-vote could rightfully recall.
But it was the tell-tale double speak of the
flip-flopping Romneys
that was the most
confusing thing of them all.
Now the second Romney ain’t his lovely wife, Ms.
Ann.
And neither am I talking:
The Big Polygamy.
But I do mean the two men that she’s been married
to:
the Grand Old Party’s
flag bearer: the flip-flopping Mitt Romney.
Mitt had a Gift of Contradicting his own words
really well.
It was because he had at
least two sides to his Ken doll face.
While he said one thing on the right, he slipped in
something left,
contradicting himself
three times in a short five-minute space.
Romney-on-the-Right said to his buddies the
“Haves-Some-More-Please”:
“I’ll cut your taxes to
boost America’s economy.
Scouts Honor, it won’t expand the debt or the
deficit.”
That’s the First Face of
the Two Flip-Flopping Mr. Romneys.
Romney-on-the-Left said, “I’ll create jobs for the
middle class
and help small business
to jumpstart our nation’s recovery.”
But he sent jobs overseas to China to cut his labor
costs.
That’s the Second Face of
the Two Flip-Flopping Mr. Romneys.
But now Mitt the Second’s bleeding heart (or is it
Mitt the First’s?)
truly cares for the
Forty-Seveners as if they were his own.
Like his gardener or his maid, the poolboy and the
cook,
the forty-seven percent
of entitled peeps he’s never really known.
And even though he’s short many a Congressional
vote,
Today, Tea Party Romney
swears he’ll repeal Obamacare.
But as Governor Yesterday he gladly signed a bill
Giving Massachusetts the
same Universal Healthcare.
Romney the Republican denies his great job on
health care
because, as Bill 40 said,
“It takes a lot of cajones
to attack someone for doing, the exact same thing
you just did.”
a.k.a. bulls**t, blarney,
or spam made from year-old baloney.
“I--t’s not the same thing,” Mitt One hems . . .and
then he quickly haws.
The same way Mitt Two
can’t or won’t say what tax loopholes he’ll close
to balance the budget while cutting taxes for the
very wealthy.
As Paul Ryan and Obama
say, “Guess only Romney (or God) knows.”
What happens to sick people who have no health
insurance plan?
Romney Bleeding Heart
smiles, “Well, there’s always the E.R.”
Then Tea Party Romney wonders if he’s being too
sympathetic;
Perhaps his show of
empathy went a little bit too far.
If you’re sixty-four today, you might listen a
little closer.
Romney the First swears
up and down he will not slash Medicare.
But Blue Cross is not required to take your
senior’s coupon voucher.
But Romney Two correctly
claims: “Vouchers can be used anywhere.”
What, you say? Mitt One and/or Mitt Two simply make
no sense?
But you’re still
undecided because . . .well, you simply just don’t know?
Then I’ve got a bridge to sell you over the Grand
Canyon.
It was built before the
Colorado dried up only three months ago.
How about Mitt One and Two’s positions on Abortion?
Well, Mitt the Religigo* (you heard the word here first**)
was pro-life during primaries, while as Governor
was pro-choice.
He’ll be pro-anything to
get your vote, for better or pro-worse.
At least Paul Ryan stands beside his religigo
convictions.
In cases of rape and
incest, a victim gets no relief.
That means per Ryan no abortion if your father
happens to rape you.
Your choice: Two Mitts
with zero conviction--or Paul’s pretty sick beliefs.
If the mother’s life is in danger, who the hell
gives a damn?
Not Ryan because says
Akin: We faithful have no doubt:
In legitimate rape (when the woman’s not lying)
her body “naturally”
kicks the fetus out!
By now, if you’re dizzy from the two Romneys
flip-flop flipping,
watching One Romney rub
his tummy while Romney Two pats his head.
Can you blame Obama for being a little muddled
debating two people
talking at once in blue, purple, and red?
Do you see the problems plural that’ll come if
either Romney wins?
We might go direct to
heaven and/or indirect to hell.
More importantly, how do we address an about-facing
salesman?
Is it Hail to Chief One
and/or Chief Two, too, or both of them as well?
It was the age of Wisdom and of even Greater
Folly.
The year of the Good, the
Bad, and the Two Flip-Flopping Romney’s.
Romney One is sure of This except when Romney Two
is not,
The only time he’s sure
is when he’s speaking inconsistencies.
Yet it’s probably safest to allow one of the many
Romney’s
to explain hisselves in
the only way he knows how to address.
For there is One who speaks in Red and Two who’s
dressed in light Blue,
but in one thing (or
maybe half) both Romney’s said it best:
“It is a far, far better thing that I speak than I
have ever spoken.
And a far better
statement I contradict than I have ever retracted.
It’s safe to say, I think, that anything I repeal
today
has either been already
vetoed or will soon be reenacted.”
A Tale of Two Romneys © Oct 10, 2012 by Ssal Nogard
*What's a Religigo? Read all about one! Her name is Luzy-Ann the Sectarian, the story of a religious bigot.
Politifact Awarded its Biggest Lie of the Year of 2012, bestowing Mitt Romney's ad on Jeep the dubious honor.
***See my Inaugural Poem I wrote for B.O.! with background notes and explanations, great to teach in a classroom setting! Feel free to add a link!***
Here is a link to Other Inaugural Poems from great poets like Robert Frost for J.F.K. and Maya Angelou for B.O., yeah!
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I'M STILL WAITING FOR SOMEONE TO TELL ME HOW BRILLIANT (OR IDIOTIC I AM, PREFERABLY THE LATTER). LET YOUR FRIENDS KNOW EITHER WAY! =-)
OR ARE YOU READING FROM AUSTRALIA RIGHT NOW? LEAVE A HOWDY FROM DOWN UNDER? I WAS THERE A FEW YEARS AGO. LOVE THE GOLD COAST AND THE GORGEOUS CORAL DIVING!
BE SURE TO FRIEND ME ON FACEBOOK. I LOVE TO KNOW WHO'S READING MY WRITING. LOOK UP "SSAL NOGARD". THERE'S TWO OF US. I'M NOT, I REPEAT N-O-T THE GIRL WITH THE SUNGLASSES. HAVE NO IDEA WHO SHE IS. PROBABLY AN IMPOSTER HIDING BEHIND SHADES!
OH, IT WAS ME INCOGNITO, I GOT RID OF HER! NO SSAL IN SUNGLASSES ANYMORE!
GEEZ-FRIG-KRISTO (I TRY NOT TO SAY JFK!) EIGHT PEOPLE READING, ONE FROM GERMANY AND NO COMMENTS YET? SO UNLOVED!
UM, REMEMBER FOLKS, MY PRINCESS BOO STORIES ARE NOT, I REPEAT, NOT PRINCESS BOO BOO. SHE IS ALSO NOT HONEY BOO BOO. PRINCESS BOO IS AN ALICE IN WONDERLAND (ALICE IM WUNDERLAND ANGESEHEN--DID I PRONOUNCE THAT RIGHT?--) STORY IN THE MAKING.
OH OH, I HAD THE COMMENT SETTINGS ALL WRONG! NOW YOU CAN COMMENT! ANYONE, ANONYMOUS, IMPOSTERS, PRETENDERS!
OKAY, AM I MISSING A COMMENT BOX? DO I NEED TO EMBED ONE? HOLD A SEC...WE'RE GETTING THERE!
Yeah! Finally got the Comment box working. Can't wait until someone, anyone, comments...but si'l vous plait, try not to be obscene...
...as in say geez-frig-kristo instead of JFK (shh!) the kids might hear...
QuICK, tell your friends who referred you to come back and comment! The Comment Box Awaits you, my friends!
And if you liked this poem, AND you like Led Zeppelin, then check out my "Houses of the Holy" posts. What you do is you crank up "Houses of the Holy" duh-duh-duh-duh, duh-duh-duh-duh, duh, bum bum, "Can I take you to the movies? Can I take you to the show?..." and then you start reading my "Continuation of Houses of the Holy" and "Here Comes Michael Walking" (that's part one) to Led Zep's Houses of the Holy
And then you can sing in time with the new lyrics. It works, it reallly works Mikey!
A little bit of background behind "And here comes Michael walking..." (can you hear it in time to "Can I take you to the movies?...") The line in Led Zeppelin's song that goes:
Spread the Word! "Like" it, Share it +1 on Google, Link it to your website or facebook page:
Befriend me on Facebook!
My Inaugural Poem for President Obama on Amazon
With Cliff Notes and Cheat Sheets Part I, , i.e., Background and Explanatory Notes Part II, and the Meaning behind the Rhyme (Part III) !
I Wanted to Bet on the Election but It is Not Allowed in the States!
Two Romneys: George and Mitt : The New Yorker
A Tale of Two Romneys © Oct 10, 2012 by Ssal Nogard
*What's a Religigo? Read all about one! Her name is Luzy-Ann the Sectarian, the story of a religious bigot.
Politifact Awarded its Biggest Lie of the Year of 2012, bestowing Mitt Romney's ad on Jeep the dubious honor.
***See my Inaugural Poem I wrote for B.O.! with background notes and explanations, great to teach in a classroom setting! Feel free to add a link!***
Here is a link to Other Inaugural Poems from great poets like Robert Frost for J.F.K. and Maya Angelou for B.O., yeah!
HEY YOU GERMAN GUY READING THIS NOW! YEAH, YOU! YOU TOO, AMERICAN GUY, OR GAL, PLEASE ADD A LINK OR LEAVE A TWO-WORD COMMENT, SUCH AS "OKAY, I GUESS..." ;-)
I'M STILL WAITING FOR SOMEONE TO TELL ME HOW BRILLIANT (OR IDIOTIC I AM, PREFERABLY THE LATTER). LET YOUR FRIENDS KNOW EITHER WAY! =-)
OR ARE YOU READING FROM AUSTRALIA RIGHT NOW? LEAVE A HOWDY FROM DOWN UNDER? I WAS THERE A FEW YEARS AGO. LOVE THE GOLD COAST AND THE GORGEOUS CORAL DIVING!
BE SURE TO FRIEND ME ON FACEBOOK. I LOVE TO KNOW WHO'S READING MY WRITING. LOOK UP "SSAL NOGARD". THERE'S TWO OF US. I'M NOT, I REPEAT N-O-T THE GIRL WITH THE SUNGLASSES. HAVE NO IDEA WHO SHE IS. PROBABLY AN IMPOSTER HIDING BEHIND SHADES!
OH, IT WAS ME INCOGNITO, I GOT RID OF HER! NO SSAL IN SUNGLASSES ANYMORE!
GEEZ-FRIG-KRISTO (I TRY NOT TO SAY JFK!) EIGHT PEOPLE READING, ONE FROM GERMANY AND NO COMMENTS YET? SO UNLOVED!
UM, REMEMBER FOLKS, MY PRINCESS BOO STORIES ARE NOT, I REPEAT, NOT PRINCESS BOO BOO. SHE IS ALSO NOT HONEY BOO BOO. PRINCESS BOO IS AN ALICE IN WONDERLAND (ALICE IM WUNDERLAND ANGESEHEN--DID I PRONOUNCE THAT RIGHT?--) STORY IN THE MAKING.
OH OH, I HAD THE COMMENT SETTINGS ALL WRONG! NOW YOU CAN COMMENT! ANYONE, ANONYMOUS, IMPOSTERS, PRETENDERS!
OKAY, AM I MISSING A COMMENT BOX? DO I NEED TO EMBED ONE? HOLD A SEC...WE'RE GETTING THERE!
Yeah! Finally got the Comment box working. Can't wait until someone, anyone, comments...but si'l vous plait, try not to be obscene...
...as in say geez-frig-kristo instead of JFK (shh!) the kids might hear...
QuICK, tell your friends who referred you to come back and comment! The Comment Box Awaits you, my friends!
And if you liked this poem, AND you like Led Zeppelin, then check out my "Houses of the Holy" posts. What you do is you crank up "Houses of the Holy" duh-duh-duh-duh, duh-duh-duh-duh, duh, bum bum, "Can I take you to the movies? Can I take you to the show?..." and then you start reading my "Continuation of Houses of the Holy" and "Here Comes Michael Walking" (that's part one) to Led Zep's Houses of the Holy
And then you can sing in time with the new lyrics. It works, it reallly works Mikey!
A little bit of background behind "And here comes Michael walking..." (can you hear it in time to "Can I take you to the movies?...") The line in Led Zeppelin's song that goes:
"From the door comes Satan's daughter, and it only goes to show. You kno-ow. There's an angel on my shoulder."
Soo, immediately I thought of the archangel Michael with Satan's daughter.
Hi, United Kingdom guy/gal. How are you doing this fine morning?
OMG, two, count it, Not one, two people from Malaysia are reading this! Hey buddies, share it with your Filipino friends, hurry! =-)
***See my Inaugural Poem I wrote for B.O.!***
Hi, United Kingdom guy/gal. How are you doing this fine morning?
OMG, two, count it, Not one, two people from Malaysia are reading this! Hey buddies, share it with your Filipino friends, hurry! =-)
***See my Inaugural Poem I wrote for B.O.!***
Spread the Word! "Like" it, Share it +1 on Google, Link it to your website or facebook page:
I don't know how to promote things, so every little
bit helps! In
solidarity!
Leave a comment, good or bad. Hey, I’m a big girl, I can
take it (sort of)! ;-)
Befriend me on Facebook!
My Inaugural Poem for President Obama on Amazon
With Cliff Notes and Cheat Sheets Part I, , i.e., Background and Explanatory Notes Part II, and the Meaning behind the Rhyme (Part III) !
I Wanted to Bet on the Election but It is Not Allowed in the States!
Two Romneys: George and Mitt : The New Yorker
A Tale of Two Speeches - Slate Magazine
Obama blames 'Romnesia' for opponent's positions, as he campaigns in Virginia
Romnesia, Mitt Romney - YouTube
Twitter / Search - #Romnesia
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