author's note: Although I use the word "you" in this poem, I'm not addressing my current readership who I greatly value and respect. As Oscar Wilde joked after a performance of "The Importance of Being Earnest," I'll say, "You've shown great taste." No, rather I hope you will flow with me, for we live in a dark age and those who dominate it must be called to account.
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Aye, in the general catalog, and at the polls, ye go for men,
as the petty pekanese, the barbaric Rottweiller and the faithful Newfoundland all go for dogs,
as the guppy, the steelhead and the great white go for fish,
as the finch, the owl and the bald eagle go for birds,
but which of you will undertake the enterprise of humanity which would prove you not among the baser sort?
For how much wider is the disparity between a stock broker and a Socrates than between a small blue tail and a Komodo Dragon!
There are those of you who would go for holy men while upholding a society that sells videos of vagrants intoxicated and bribed into the most degrading and self destructive acts imaginable.
Did you praying mantises not hear that those who turn away the poor man who knocks at their door turns away our lord himself, or so he will consider it at the day of judgement, your holiness W. Bush?!
Some of ye would go for working men and yet what are your works?: pavement, cars and coca-cola cans which can be recycled and turned into bombers to drop napalm on the defenders of Fallujah, barbarians no doubt but no worse than the American variety.
Which of ye has studied Confucius and learned that the order of a bee hive is necessary to produce the honey which sustains the tribe for so much longer than the mere two thousand years since man achieved any proficiency as a tool using species?
Ye masses are already worthless and witless and yet you hire wigs to deprive me of ale, to enliven, and weed, to enlighten!
Oh, I would you would first build a monument in apology to Wilde, genius of our civilization, whom you imprisoned and killed for the terrible crime of sodomy?
And you will cage me, too, though you find no better charge than denying the Gods and corrupting the youth but I care not, for the catalog will be sorted and the fire and brimstone with which ye threaten the innocents will be your own punishment.