Think it through
I need my baby girl
How do we help the country?
I just want my girl; everything else I just mean to want
But if my country fails, my happy home can never safely be
Especially such a big fat country as this one
How do we help the country?
I mean to care about things besides tackling some girl
Surely I do
It’s just this desperate hull with the timbers under too much pressure; I think we’re a wooden sailing vessel trapped in the ice in late fall as the sea is freezing and the ice growing; I think that’s the problem here.

Think it through
Take essence of the narrative that has you sick to your stomach
Marry it to a clear account of why a well-functioning liberal democratic republic is a spiritual good
Package it in matchless Beauty
Maybe then?
Who can forget that people have died face down in the mud to save democracy?
Who can forget that one’s fellows can’t even be bothered to think clearly and honestly for the sake of this same innate good?
What are we missing?
How is this not obvious?
This threat posed by Trump minus those who pushed against his worst instincts in the last administration plus those who have gone along with his anti-democratic words and deeds plus those who would rig the constitution to remove even more checks on his power. How is that not an obvious “No, thanks — thanks for offering, but you can go home now” for the citizens of this democratic republic?
And is it not obvious that with Biden you get more than a working chance at improving democracy?
And is it not obvious that to some degree citizens get the politicians they deserve?, that instead of sitting around pouting about how things are not quite as we wish they would be, we should be grateful for what we’ve been given and give back that little bit we’ve been asked to give: to share meaning well enough to serve as a meaningful check on madness, corruption, and evil in government?
We’ve got anti-missile defense systems that can capture who knows how many imminent bazillion-mph nuke-laden threats. But we can’t stop the obviously anti-democratic, bad-faith candidacy of Donald Trump.
What the fuck!?
I wanna die

Think it through
Wake up pawing and clawing for some dripping babe who isn’t there
And/Or tossing in frustration at some abusive man getting handed the keys to the most powerful nation in the world, a nation he would like to steal for his own pawing and clawing self — the democracy is in the way, but now he knows how to get rid of that little nuisance: “No more people who believe in democracy and rule of law more than they believe in sucking MY dick off and swallowing MY cum down their pretty little bitch throats. Simple as that.”

Think it through
When you feel an evil that is vague like ghost ships
because the political prisons and bankrupted dissidents and violently crushed protests and murdered protesters hasn’t come here yet still seems impossible may well be not coming who can say anything except that
this man is not worth the risk he is subjecting us to and
those who follow him are making a great mistake even if they come out on top a little while
in the end there is no winning in a land where you have to choose between telling the truth and protecting your family

Think it through
When you feel the waters rising
but the nation seems to slumber
When you feel yourself so jagged
and you hear the monsters rumble
A man a team a media of bullying and lying
And this nation torn tired ragged
What would you have me do God?
I’m so tired angry scared frustrated
sick with worry for like eight years now — off and on but mostly on —
and then also
that old dagger
through the belly
how I stagger
moanin’ tell me
tell me
I’m a man
pretty eyes
tender thighs
Let me sink in there where I can breathe something besides alone

Oh but I forgot — I need to save the country not grovel like this, grovel in desperate fealty to my own lonely flinch and gurgle urge
Ah but I forget — I … can’t … think …

Think it through

Authors: Mmmm
Editors: Huhhh
Production: B Willard & A Whistletown
Copryight/spiritual exhaustion: AM Watson