by Lorri Primavera
You’re wearing pleather
Chain to the ass
In all honesty I’d like to yank yank yank
See you go down
And kiss my littlest malformed toe
There’s two heads upon it
I feed you poison
You spit out bubbling and hissing sounds
You spit out white and riotous church bell tones
You spit out dollar bills so far been shoved down your gullet
I so fear
Cover your ears lest I scream
And you will be shattered
Is not a sharp heap on the floor?
I’ll cover it with a rug
And place a small flag of discovery and triumph
And build a train set circling
With never ending batteries
Until I’m no longer around to play
And you can take the ball gag out of your mouth
“Trump with pussy” by Joey Feldman
by Heathcote Williams
From ‘American Porn,’ due out soon from Thin Man Press
“I don’t like to analyze myself
because I might not like what
– Donald Trump
On buying a beauty spot in Scotland for a golf-course
And for luxury condominiums,
Trump notices some old houses on the horizon
And he orders them bulldozed to oblivion.
On seeing a woman that he desires, he oafishly
Recommends “grabbing her pussy”.
He boasts that, ‘My fame lets me take liberties;
‘My fame allows me to abuse her.’
Trump’s grandfather ran brothels in the Yukon
And to his grandson, people are also for sale.
Trump’s ego tells him he has supernatural powers
And that almost nothing is beyond the pale.
“I will deport 12 million Latinos”, Donald Trump insists –
This buddy of asset strippers and union busters –
A charlatan who papers over his character’s cracks
With bank loans and with megalomaniac bluster.
Trump was a casino owner (a synonym for gangster),
A suitable past for the President of casino capitalism
Who boasts about who he’s been able to shake down,
And who also represents a home-grown neo-fascism.
Trump’s a demagogue who’s prone to magical thinking
With a compulsion to build concrete penises
Upon which his name appears in enormous letters
And whose robotic staff repeat, “he’s a genius”.
art by Unitas
by Saira Viola
Have we normalised extremist language, sexism, racism and the scorching fist of selfish greed? Is it now okay for white KKK members to rock hoods and sheets and sing about supremacy?
Trump’s seismic victory has profound effects not just for the USA but the whole world . At the time of writing only a handful of world leaders have congratulated the robust billionaire on his ground shaking victory. The USA has had its’ Brexit moment but unlike Brexit there is no legal challenge to this victory. This is it. Raw, unadulterated and spitting heat. There is little chance of any successful post-election strategy to reverse the result.
Some commentators have mooted the idea of ‘faithless electors,’ and that theoretically if the electors of the electoral college change their minds becoming ‘faithless,’ casting their ballots for someone else, the result could be different but realistically it would be almost impossible to convince electors to vote against party lines . America’s people have spoken . The overwhelming majority of white working class people flipped the bird at the political class hedging their bets on someone they perceived as an ‘outsider,’ who would fight their corner.
Angry voters sick of ‘establishment politics, economics and media’ decided to shake things up. While the Washington elite were basking in self-serving glory, the American people were scripting another story: White working class men and women felt powerless and voiceless in a rapidly diversifying country that saw them marginalised and disenfranchised by Washington. A global wake up call mirroring the mood of dissension in other Western democracies .
What Happens Next ?
A radical shake up of foreign policy awaits, Mexicans are in a state of shock and disbelief, and a funereal atmosphere hangs over the LGBT, disabled, and immigrant communities. The general consensus in the world is one of bewilderment and shock. Continue reading
by Martin Lynch
it’s no longer shell shock
the term is too shocking
it’s no longer hysterical neurosis
the term itself causes hysteria
it’s no longer battle fatigue
the term causes undue weariness
it’s no longer post traumatic stress disorder as the term implies pathology
it’s now called post traumatic stress reaction as this term is less confronting
it’s no longer called lying it’s being economical with the truth
it’s no longer called selfishness it’s keeping our own house in order
it’s no longer called loyalty it’s called self-interest
it’s no longer solidarity it’s divide and conquer
society has disintegrated
the truth is not the truth it’s called being negative
By: Heathcote Williams
The total obscenity of the American Dream
Comes to fruition in Donald J. Trump:
“We need a leader that wrote ‘The Art of the Deal.’ ”
He declares on his Presidential stump.
What’s wrong is that Trump’s best-selling volume,
On the virtues of property speculation,
Wasn’t written by him but by one Tony Schwarz
(Now dreading Trump as leader of his nation).
‘The Art of the Deal’ established Donald J. Trump
As the archetypally successful tycoon.
Schwarz presented him in the best possible light –
Strivingto hide a poisonous buffoon.
“I put lipstick on a pig,” Schwarzlater would say
When overcome with remorse,
For he’d branded Trump as a winning charmer–