Weekend Fun

August 11, 2017 By: Juanita Jean Herownself Category: Uncategorized

The publishers of The Guardian asked professional writers how they think Trump would rewrite the words on the Statue of Liberty since Stephen Miller informed us those words weren’t always there.


Thanks to Craig for the heads up.

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9 Comments to “Weekend Fun”

  1. Tilphousia says:

    Poetry excellent.
    No more need be said.

  2. Beautiful poem written by a woman, that probably bothers miller more. I think I am correct in saying The Pledge of allegiance was changed to add”one nation under God” during Eisenhower’s term. Look we added amendments as needed too. So there miller,we evolve unfortunately he does not.

  3. Karen Crosby says:

    Thanks. This was just what I needed.

  4. I suspect that Trump and Miller and Co. would be happier with a poem that began

    “There was a man from Nantucket…’

  5. Pretzelogic in Philly, PA says:

    I have to agree with montag. The poetry submitted to the Guardian, while excellent, was TOO excellent. Too… literary to be Trumpskian. This would be my prediction:

    Roses are red, violets are blue.
    We have too many losers
    already, f**k YOU.

    (Sorry mama, blame Trumpsky.)

  6. The New Colosus, by Orange Whore

    Give me your a$$,
    Give me your pu$$y.
    Get rid of the poor,
    They’re all too wussy.

  7. Old Quaker (Colorado) says:

    JJ, treat Mama to a spa day while these rimes are being posted.

  8. I found it depressing.
    My father and my husband came to the US.
    I remember my grandmother’s stories about England in the teens and 20’s after WW1.
    My Nana’s stories about being an Irish Catholic in NYC in the early part of the 20th century and her family before that as Irish Catholic immigrants.

    My husband and his mother came over from Germany as displaced persons after WWII. His mother was transported to Germany to work on a farm as forced labor from Poland. She had no family to go back to after the war.
    Donald Trump and Republicans make me sick.

  9. What irked me madly was the way Miller simply dismissed Emma’s TALENT let alone this valiant welcome home sign. All of this poetry calls out what is better in us as Miller/Trump/et al. squeeze us out the bitter in us. My father was an immigrant. He did not pass by the Lady with the Lamp. He came from a different direction, actually sent by people who told him, wished him that things would be better for him here. As I remember he found a lot of beauty and courage and love all the while recognizing that there were indeed warts in existence as well. He did find that it was easier to achieve here and just as easy to lose. He discovered that early and achieved what his people had wished him and found peace in it. For that reason, he is lucky not to be here now, seeing and hearing what streams out of the White House. Despair isn’t pretty.