(The Ruler Protests the Land That He Rules)

Posted on February 26, 2026 by JMN

(The ruler protests the land that he rules.)
Don’t tar my riff, piggy, snarls the boar.
Blast the damned Beatitudes with gas!
(The ruler protests the land that he tools.)
Blare the Ten Commandments in the schools!
Your cities are the Sodoms of Gomorre!
(The ruler protests the land that he fools.)
Don’t tar my riff, piggy, snarls the boar.

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I live in Texas and devote much of my time to easel painting on an amateur basis. I stream a lot of music, mostly jazz, throughout the day. I like to read and memorize poetry.

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Sue Grey-Smith says:

February 26, 2026 at 10:37 pm

I think you have found an excellent way of dealing with an increasingly bad situation, Jim. Keep it up!

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- JMN says:
  
  February 28, 2026 at 9:27 pm
  
  Thank you, Sue. A person has to strive not to be swamped by doldrums. I never mean for this little space to be consumed with dyspeptic commentary on current affairs. It crowds out the good things that ought to be filling our heads. But it’s hard to be sentient and news-conscious without being afflicted with the willies!
  
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  - Sue Grey-Smith says:
    
    March 2, 2026 at 2:25 am
    
    Yes you must be feeling the willies at the moment! How will it end?
    
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  - JMN says:
    
    March 3, 2026 at 3:29 pm
    
    In today’s money that’s the trillion-dollar question!
    
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