Beyond
Interlude a Rollover, Beethoven
Thanks for everything, President Trump
BY: Howie Carr @ Boston Herald | PUBLISHED: January 18, 2021 at 6:09 p.m. | UPDATED: January 20, 2021 at 1:51 p.m.
Thank you, Mr. President, for everything you’ve done.
It shouldn’t be ending this way, but I and 74 million other Americans just want to thank you for all your efforts on our behalf over the past four years, actually since you came down the escalator at Trump Tower back in the summer of 2015.
In no particular order:
Thank you for restoring the U.S. as the world’s leading producer of energy – after your predecessor sternly lectured us that we “couldn’t drill our way” out of our dependence on unstable Middle Eastern oil providers.
Thank you for the tax cuts for the middle class.
Thank you for destroying genocidal ISIS, which your predecessor called “the junior varsity.”
Thanks for shutting off the endless flow of illegal immigrants at the southern border, and the unending supply of MS-13 gangbangers, among other criminals, as well as the welfare-dependent illiterate indigents who were so destabilizing American society before you became president.
Thank you for calling out the endless hypocrisy of the media — what you so aptly described as “Very Fake News.”
Thank you for promoting economic policies that led to the lowest unemployment rates ever for blacks, Hispanics, Asians, Native Americans and women, among others.
Thank you for doing more to promote peace in the Middle East than all of your predecessors combined.
Thank you for calling out and exposing the feckless RINOs of your own party like Willard Mitt Romney, Paul Ryan, Kelly Ayotte, et al.
Thanks for finally standing up to Red China and its predatory trade practices.
Thanks for calling out Fox News Channel for its duplicitous descent into terminal wokeness.
Thank you for Operation Warp Speed, an amazing achievement for which you will never receive the appropriate credit.
Thanks for pardoning all the persecuted victims of the Russian collusion hoax, among them Gen. Michael Flynn and Roger Stone.
Thank you for eliminating Obamacare’s “individual mandate,” which fined individuals for not buying health insurance they didn’t want or couldn’t afford.
Thank you for taking more questions from (almost always hostile) reporters than all of the last three or four presidents combined.
Thanks for getting the U.S. out of such foreign policy disasters as the Iran nuclear deal, the Paris Climate Accords and the Trans-Pacific Partnership, as well as ending the fiasco for American workers that was NAFTA.
Thanks for such a booming economy that seven million people got off the food-stamp rolls.
Thanks for all those tweets that drove the Democrats and the media (but I repeat myself) crazy.
Also, a personal note on Twitter: Thanks for the three tweets promoting my book, “What Really Happened: How Donald J. Trump Saved America from Hillary Clinton.”
As Donald Trump Jr. told me: “That’s two tweets more than he gave my book!”
Thank you for not turning the IRS into an instrument of persecution against your political foes, the way your predecessor did.
Thanks for not surveilling reporters a la the Obama administration.
Thanks for ending state oppression against people of faith like the Little Sisters of the Poor.
Thank you for trying to defund “sanctuary cities” where illegals run amok.
Thanks for the three new justices on the Supreme Court — think how much worse Hillary’s picks would have been, and maybe someday they’ll grow the spines they so obviously lacked last month in Texas v. Pennsylvania.
Thank you for defanging North Korea and Little Rocket Man.
Thanks for opening up more of our North Atlantic waters for New England commercial fishermen and lobstermen.
Thanks for defending both the First and Second Amendments, and for railing against Section 230, which the billionaire fascists of Silicon Valley are abusing to shut down free speech.
Thank you for appointing U.S. attorneys who actually wanted to put real criminals in prison, without fear or favor.
Thanks for using the death penalty, when necessary, against the worst of the worst serial killers.
Thank you for the travel ban, which has largely halted the flow of terrorists like the Tsarnaevs, who had been welcomed into the U.S. and put on welfare by previous administrations, Democrat and Republican alike.
Thanks for the balance in my 401(k).
Thanks for the lowest gasoline prices in decades.
Thanks for the largest number of Americans with gainful employment since the government started keeping records.
Thank you for ordering the elimination of two of the most bloodthirsty terrorists on earth, al-Baghdadi and Gen. Soleimani.
To borrow a line from “The Last Hurrah,” “How do you thank a guy for a million laughs?”
Thanks for all the great nicknames — Crooked Hillary, Li’l Marco, Low Energy Jeb, etc.
Thanks for all the amazingly entertaining rallies, if not for bringing back the Village People’s “Macho Man” song.
Mr. President, I could go on and on and on, but all of us Deplorables and bitter clingers and credulous Boomer rubes just want you to know how much we appreciate the four years you gave us to prepare and fortify ourselves for the impending disaster ahead.
No Country for Old Men
The Year that Was (2020)
I’ve lived a lot of years
And though I’d never want to miss one
I didn’t expect, in all my life
To see a year like this one
History, I used to think
Was read about in books
But now, alas, I’ve had a glimpse
Of how it really looks
I’d never seen a global war
Or carnage—on this scale
Reason reeling in retreat
While hotter heads prevail
Chaos in the country
And riots in the city
If this is living history
It isn’t very pretty
The enemy oppressing us
Is tricky to resist
We want to join the fighting
But there’s nowhere to enlist
I’m glad that I survived it
The same for you, my friend
But this sums up my thinking as
December’s near its end
Some are glad it’s over
I’m afraid it’s just beginning
It’s not a stretch to say
At best, we’re in the seventh inning
You can’t sit on the sidelines
When it’s time to take the field
Rally your commitment
Make sure your spirit’s steeled
You’ve heard, perhaps the message
That your day is not complete
Unless you take sufficient time
To love and pray and eat
But should you want to shape the place
This world is coming to
I suggest you’re better off to
Think and plan and do
By tarzanajoepoetry | December 30th, 2020
The Sounds of Silence
Voices Once heard
The Road Not Taken
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;
Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.
By Robert Frost
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