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An ocean of noise

huddled

I remember when David Copperfield made the Statue of Liberty disappear in a nationally televised special.

Now a narcissistic despot from the Statue’s backdrop island is doing the same in a nationally televised ongoing four year farce, removing these words from our national collective consciousness:

Not like the brazen giant of Greek fame, With conquering limbs astride from land to land; Here at our sea-washed, sunset gates shall stand A mighty woman with a torch, whose flame Is the imprisoned lightning, and her name MOTHER OF EXILES. From her beacon-hand Glows world-wide welcome; her mild eyes command The air-bridged harbor that twin cities frame.

“Keep, ancient lands, your storied pomp!” cries she With silent lips. “Give me your tired, your poor, Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free, The wretched refuse of your teeming shore. Send these, the homeless, tempest-tost to me, I lift my lamp beside the golden door!”

puns

me: [surveying a room full of vomiting pachyderms] “I’m tired of all these sicko ‘phants.”

signs

The DNC is very concerned that I “get one thing straight” and “make no mistake”. I guess they think I’m a sign painter?

problems

We forget how fortunate we are that all of the world’s problems can be solved in 280 characters.