Once again, the goings-on in the Oval Office have left me flummoxed and angry and sad this week, an emotional state that I should be used to by now. I'm not.
There has been much made of mental illness and the current President of the United States. I want to believe in an explanation like that, because it, at least, allows me to understand him in some way. I get mental illness. I don't, however, get people simply choosing to do bad things knowingly. Letting poor people suffer with chronic illnesses. Bringing the entire world to the brink of nuclear war. Calling racists and Nazis "good people."
I know that good people sometimes do bad things. I know bad people do good things.
But Saint Marty doesn't understand how so many people in Washington, D. C., can simply behave so badly every day.
People Behaving Badly a Concern
by: John Ashbery
Aggressive panhandling, public urination, verbal threats,
public nudity and violation of the open container law
followed us down the days, for why
are we here much longer,
or even this long? I ask you
to be civil and not interrupt night's business.
It was fun getting used to you,
who couldn't have been more nicer.
This was as modern as it had ever been.
They were influenced by him: some dirty magazine
on the air tonight. (Amid the chaos, reports of survivors.)
Didn't the flowers' restoration cat fugue keep spilling,
and like that? It wouldn't be the first time, either.
The pro-taffeta get up and laugh,
investigate or communicate. The night you were
going to stay up late, others will kiss,
and he talks about you, and I don't know what.
Come in, anyway,
and don't lack for tales of the Assertion.
We're talking civilian unrest.
Yes, well, maybe you should take one.
(Do not bite or chew.)
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