Monday, April 23, 2018

day FOUR HUNDRED and FIFTY NINE

                                   Untitled

Capitalism
is
brilliant
its
the only
social system
that
actually
manages
to sell
its own
demise

--Jason Baldinger

Sunday, April 22, 2018

day FOUR HUNDRED and FIFTY EIGHT

PONDER/CONSIDER/REMEMBER


                               Photo by John Grochalski

Saturday, April 21, 2018

day FOUR HUNDRED and FIFTY SEVEN

give me a globe
with no lines
no state names

just rivers
oceans
mountains

with people
too small
to see

let me live
stateless
corporationless

free

of the
greed
of power

--Thomas R. Thomas

Friday, April 20, 2018

day FOUR HUNDRED and FIFTY SIX



All Hail Walmart

I like the way your long lines look
from the back, Walmart
Walmart, I love your everyday
low prices
and your bell ringers, Walmart
I'll give tomorrow
Almighty Walmart
Walmart the merciless
Quaking beneath the shadow
of Walmart
Buying all the AR-15s growing
in the womb of Walmart
All loving Walmart
Food stamp Walmart
I'm wallowing in depression, Walmart
Walmart your prescription medications
have given me erectile dysfunction
Walmart I wait for days for your prescription
medications
Walmart I like how fast you get them done
I like how you Git 'er Done
I like you bloody and beaten a little bit
Walmart
Walmart I'm sorry. It won't happen again
I saw Walt Whitman and Walt Disney in your
pale blue eyes Walmart
Walmart we're full of cliches
Walmart
Walmart the blessed
Hollowed be they name.

--Daniel Crocker

Thursday, April 19, 2018

day FOUR HUNDRED and FIFTY FIVE

Found

There are thoughts that
are beautiful

silent

Displayed with only
a passing glance that
declares so much love
in an instant.

Then
a hand to hold.

Peace.

Tender–an uncontrollable
urge to weep.

The tears of laughter; man & woman.

We have searched
and found.

--Dan Provost

Wednesday, April 18, 2018

day FOUR HUNDRED and FIFTY FOUR


ignorance = fear

which

is just
another way of saying

that

there are a lot
of scared
republicans

out there.


--John Grochalski

Tuesday, April 17, 2018

day FOUR HUNDRED and FIFTY THREE

poem as
deliberate crime parade


-for Melania


We confetti. Hearts take
longer wrapped in photograph.

Slovenia, I draw your name
on an airport poster.

Articles of conscription arrive
with the Secret Service

in a Chinese Dragon costume
the length of a train.

Strangers hold the other end.
Reflecting your uneasiness

it isn’t very tall.
We cheer for you.

Your husband or your father
run the other way.

Sleep is to night
as nap is to day.

The clouds are fields of rock
and the sky turned loam.

I can’t hold it over my head
and check the time.

Branding, he said.
His genius is in the naming of things.

He is tweeting 
your eyes look Oriental.

Asking for a minute alone with you
they are calling a deliberate crime.

What does the second
hand say in thirty couplets?

So long. So long. So long.
Torn to pieces

I may not
recollect your face.

--Paul Koniecki

Monday, April 16, 2018

day FOUR HUNDRED and FIFTY TWO

California Olives


When I think of America, I think of a wormfruit.
a rotten taste and easy bruises,
yet comforting and honest,
like the smell of your own genitals or piss.

When I think of America, I think of an olive
black and without a stone. 
The can is as ugly and mundane as obituaries,
and the olives inside are aching
themselves into tar.

America cannot be pitted.
like the olives from Italy or Greece.
Those olives have a mucusy tree buried inside.
American olives are always hollow like flat tires
you see along highways,
for convenience, for slicing.

I won't throw out the can I bought
for less than a dollar.
It's as big as a monument,
so I'll need a whole month to eat it.
I know it will taste
like bruises, like soft nickels.

--Nadia Wolnisty



Nadia Wolnisty is author of two chapbooks, published by Cringe-Worthy Poetry Collective and Finishing Line Press. Her work has also appeared in Apogee, McNeese Review, Paper & Ink, Philosophical Idiot, Spry and others. A chapbook and a full-length are forthcoming from Dancing Girl Press and Spartan


Sunday, April 15, 2018

day FOUR HUNDRED and FIFTY ONE

they take it personally

as
i’ve
learned
even
the
most
liberal
people
in
america
become
nationalistic
assholes
if
you
push
them
too
far.

--John Grochalski

Saturday, April 14, 2018

day FOUR HUNDRED and FIFTY

middle class

the wrong
people cry
socialist

those who take
have lied to
those who make

and lined their
pockets with
our paychecks

--Thomas R. Thomas

WineDrunk SideWalk : Shipwrecked in TrumpLand week SIXTY FOUR wrap up

week SIXTY FOUR....where to begin???? FBI raids or Syrian chemical attacks.....I'd say I'm going to go for the obvious, but in this day and age they both seem pretty obvious.

so....

On Monday morning the FBI raided the offices of THE IDIOT's lawyer and money handler for porn actresses, Michael D. Cohen, seizing business records and files and records of payments to two women who had sexual relations with THE IDIOT before he decided that the best way to bring the United States to its knees was by running for president. The raid was also in regards to that imfamous Access Hollywood tape in which THE IDIOT basically admits to rape....you know that tape....the one that made millions of Americans say, gee, I'd like that man to be my president. Of course THE IDIOT lashed out at the FBI because what can an embattled, moronic, wannabee autocrat DO but lash out at the other strands of government. Like everything else in THE IDIOT's life this "break-in" (even though the FBI had a long-standing warrant) was a witch hunt, and of course, the FBI's actions were disgraceful and "an attack on our country in a true sense."

Honestly I don't find this to be an attack on our country. 9/11 was an attack on our country. Adam Sandler films were an attack on our country. The whole Kardashian family IS an attack on our country.....63 million of you fucking idiots voting for Donald J. Trump to be president of the United States.....now THAT'S a YUUUUUGGGGEEE fucking attack on our country.

also...every time one of these women is brought up I have to put up with the image of Donald Trump having sex in my head...there's only so much vomit you can catch in your mouth per week folks.

THE IDIOT also tossed around the idea of firing Mueller, indicating that "many people" have told him to fire Mueller.  I love this....with THE IDIOT it's always "many people" or "people are saying" I guess considering many of his voters are inbred swine with a penchant for mob-mentality and authoritarianism, THE IDIOT needs to indicate that "many people" are up on this conversation.

As long as Mitch McConnell, that divisive party over country swine thinks Mueller is okay....

and...yeah...call me a coastal elite....if it means I'd rather live free than under tyranny, show me the way to the next wine bar and vegan restaurant then......

Syria.....how do you solve a problem like Syria?  If THE IDIOT had his way he'd pull all of his resources out of the place and hand the whole ball of wax over to his daddy, Putin, but even in these embattled times, the United State cannot overlook a chemical attack that killed dozens of people....so....on Monday, in the middle of his rant against the FBI and Robert Muller....THE IDIOT mentioned something about a quick response to the chemical attack against the Syrian government and Russian and Iran. "Everybody is going to pay a price," our baby-dicked, man-child president* said on Monday. I'm not sure what price will be paid and on what scale. THE IDIOT is already looking for a war with Iran, but he has to wait at least a month before pulling out of the Iran nuclear deal to get that ball a'rollin. With Russia???? I'm guessing no Mother's Day card for Putin. Most likely THE IDIOT is gearing up to drop another one of his Mother-of-all-bombs and then lament the fact that it didn't kill people's families as well as its intended target.

Mark Zuckerberg visited the Capitol building this week to explain Facebook to a bunch of old farts who probably aren't on it, and can't even control the volume of their cell phones when showing each other ugly videos of their ugly grandkids.....but went to Washington D.C. Mr. Zuckerberg went....and what came of this?  Not much from what I read. Politicians did a lot of bitching and Zuckerberg did a lot of 1/2-assed apologizing.

Let's be honest here...87 million people had their data mined for this election, which is probably less per day than the millions who have their data mined to sell us a bunch of junk we don't need. Also...one can blame all the memes they want in terms of Russian interference, but they don't hold a candle to hundreds of years of white supremacy and racism and sexism in this country....those 63 million shitheads who voted for THE IDIOT and against the best interest of their country and the world.....they had their minds made up from the time that orange dipshit slithered down his escalator in his dump of a building and declared his candidacy.

look inward America....it's all rot.

Well.....looks like American isn't going to have this Ayn Randian Wanker to kick around anymore:



Speaker of the House Paul Ryan plans on telling his domestic terrorist colleagues in the House that he plans on retiring from public service at the end of this year. While there's no telling what Ryan will do with all of those Koch Brother bucks he's earned over his 20 years, I for one am taking this news with a grain of salt.  I don't like Paul Ryan. I don't like what he stands for. In fact, I hate his face. But I am a touch alarmed at all of the traditional Republicans that are fleeing come this year's mid-term elections.  Hell, at least these people PRETENDED at one point to give a fuck about their country.  So whose left in  the GOP when Ryan leaves other than Trump and shithead like Devin Nunes who spout Trumpian philosophy.....and this is what scares me a touch.  When you have one of your two major political parties completely turning its back on Democracy, as the GOP seems to be heading, that can lead to a lot of trouble....a lot more than this nation is already in.  So let's hope for a democratic landslide in November, because I can almost guarantee whomever the GOP puts up in Ryan's place the year, that person will look at lot more like this:





rather than this:



Actually.....the GOP really DOES have a genuine Nazi running in Wisconsin.

Getting back to this Cohen/Raid business for a second, it seems that the FBI are also targeting American Media INC in this whole investigation.....for those of you who don't know American Media INC....they publish this piece of garbage:


The National Enquirer is deep in more shit than even I have time to cover in this wrap-up, but let's just say that they're pretty close to Trump and Cohen and you can read all about that right HERE before heading off to get another cup of coffee.

Essentially Donald J. Trump's entire adult life has been about underhanded sleaze.

Well...i was going to end this wrap-up with maybe something about Trump/James Comey and the hypocrisy of THE IDIOT calling ANYONE a slime ball....BUT THE IDIOT along with England and France decided to launch retaliatory missile strikes on Syria for the suspected chemical attack by the Syrian government last week....i say SUSPECTED because nothing has actually been confirmed....you know, i don't want to sound like an un-american dickweed here (but I will), but if I'M going to strike a country, possibly killing dozens of civilians, and pushing my own military and civilians deeper into a civil war and quite possibly pushing my country into another actual WORLD FUCKING WAR.....well....i'm going to make damned sure that I'm not using the word SUSPECTED in front of ANYTHING.

just sayin'

And as the world heads toward the brink of global destruction, we continue our little art protest here at WineDrunk SideWalk with the poetry of Thomas R. Thomas here today at 10:30 a.m., and tomorrow ya'll get me.

Speaking of me....I'm going to be off the radar for a couple of weeks. WineDrunk will still be posting daily poems, but i will be unable to do the wrap-ups....sorry to the three of you who read them. The wrap-ups will be back either Saturday April 28th or the following week.

but....i NEED your work...poetry/art/fiction/rants/essays/vastly detailed dystopic nightmares
you know where to send them:

SUBMIT2RESIST : winedrunksidewalk@gmail.com








Friday, April 13, 2018

day FOUR HUNDRED and FORTY NINE

                                                      A Fedora and a Mustache

referenced by her brother-in-law
she calls me, leaves an awkward
voice message, walking around
what she wants or needs

I listen already somewhat amused
I deal in edible marijuana
not much, enough for friends
enough to take a little off the top
to pay for my own indulgence
because fuck it, sometimes,
no, all the time, this world is too much
we need the edge off

she is in her late fifties, I think
her husband has cancer
she like me in an untenable space
she’s never done a drug deal
I hate thinking of myself
as a drug dealer

I buy cookies from cancer patients
I sell cookies to people with anxiety
chronic pain, cancer or to people
who just want to have a good time
marijuana helps these things
marijuana should be legal
we should all be able to walk into a dispensary
pick up what we need, not through
some underground economy
fuck you America, for making us criminals

a friend of mine died of cancer last year
the pain killers were too much
until the pain got too bad
then there was no choice but painkillers
until that point though
I showed him how to roll joints
how to pack a bong
how to smoke
‘cause these aren’t cigarettes

she’s much the same, nervous as she talks
she says can I say cookies, will alarm bells
rings, will I be arrested immediately
I start to laugh, laugh through the rest
of the conversation, she says
this was something you didn’t
do in my day, the fear of jail was too much
I tell her it’s been decriminalized in the city
even as this archaic government
tries its best now to double down
on what has been proven to be
a far less dangerous drug
than alcohol, cigarettes or caffeine

we set up a meeting, she asks
should I wear I disguise, I could
fedora, I could mustache
I could fake glasses
I say there’s no need
we don’t want to draw attention
we want to make this fast and painless
like the relief her husband will hopefully get

she calls back to change the meeting
I’m going to her house now
she tells me the address
she tells me to look for the house
wearing a fedora and mustache

--Jason Baldinger

Thursday, April 12, 2018

day FOUR HUNDRED and FORTY EIGHT

NO FUTURE NO CHOICE


                                                PHOTO by JOHN GROCHALSKI

Wednesday, April 11, 2018

day FOUR HUNDRED and FORTY SEVEN


Is

Happy is
farm 62 years ago
wild grass and flowers
between the wheat and woods
lying on my back
sun on face
eyes closed
buzz of fly
lowing cow
chicken cackle
whick whick of windmill
distant drone of dog bark
and propeller of plane
growl of tractor
people miles away
no there where to be
all here
all now
all me

Safe is
four years old
lying on back in back seat
soft glow of headlights
and dashboard light in night
late 40's car swaying side to side
motor droning
tires moaning old highway
parents protection in front seat
no fear
no where
no why
no safe since

Now is
rent
food
CEO crooks
death by cop
rape by priest
thug in White House
customer killing corporations
dying body politic
cancer water
cancer dirt
cancer air
movies music TV
no there
no fair
no fly

--Steven B. Smith

Tuesday, April 10, 2018

day FOUR HUNDRED and FORTY SIX

MY KORA

This is my kora
made of goat gut and great affection,
one grand sigh and every cloud that makes you smile.
It sings with the twang of insects, bird calls,
the hum of a nearby stream entering a river..

Don’t piss on beauty.
Love until it makes you sick.
Pick up your gourd and shake it until you shake the earth.
You didn’t put the monster into office.

You didn’t invite him into your house.

We can change everything.
We can sing until the terrorists in office hear only us.
We are that strong. We are that beautiful.
Open your mouth. Play my kora.
Let its spirit change the way they think.


--Michael Brownstein

Monday, April 9, 2018

day FOUR HUNDRED and FORTY FIVE


the president likes to be spanked

the president likes to be spanked
and pissed on apparently
or he likes to watch hookers piss on mattresses
i can’t remember
it gets so confusing these days
and i can’t even reckon with my own sexual appetites
but i do know that a little ass play
can go a long way
maybe the president
should have his chief-of-staff
give him a sexy crack on his flabby bare ass
every time he talks about that border wall or fake news
have his national security advisor
pinch his nipples
whenever his baby-dick gets hard
over north korea or iraq
they should really get kinky in the white house
shemales with big dicks running around
at the ready with lube
the next time the government wants to shut down
a whole fleet of johns and whores
waiting in the lincoln bedroom
should duty call
trophy wife number three strutting around
in her high heels and little else
her green card shoved between her tits
or maybe the president’s daughter instead
with the way he goes on about her
you never know
incest could be best in the west wing
all i know is that they need a little something
all that pasty white, racist, xenophobic pent-up aggression
hasn’t been good for the country thus far
so give the president a smack on the ass, mr. speaker-of-the-house
give the commander-in-chief a dildo
put him in his bedroom
without his cell phone or a tv
tell him that he’s a good boy and that he’s doing all right
then let him
shove
shove away
until a smile cracks upon his ugly face
and world peace is achieved
at last.               

--John Grochalski                                               

Sunday, April 8, 2018

day FOUR HUNDRED and FORTY FOUR

ZOMBIE POLITICS
“My country tis of thy people you’re dying.” – Buffy Sainte Marie

Oozing pus and dripping viscera
Paranoid zombies rise from the
Well-deserved graves of history
To terrorize anew any attempt to
Move forward into a peaceful future.
The John Birch Society,
The Knights of the Ku Klux Klan,
Lingering Confederacy revivalists,
A multiplicity of Nazi imitators,
Sporting swastikas like fresh scabs,
All manner of ranting living dead,
Angry, lurching back driven by envy
And fear, leaping onto the open stage
Of national political discourse.
Is there no past madness which is
Not demanding to be recognized as sane?
Not making a bold bid for legitimacy?

They are not many now but they are loud
And there are many more sympathetic,
Waiting for the right moment to
Emerge from the shadows of shame
Into the bright light of privilege.
They wait to seize their place at a table
Which they then intend to turn upside down.

Within its own damaged heart my country
Is becoming a truly frightening place
As the zombies of hatreds past emerge
To tear apart our present and future.

--M.J. Arcangelini

Saturday, April 7, 2018

day FOUR HUNDRED and FORTY THREE

New to Berlin New Hampshire 


I’ve seen too much

sadness in my lifetime

So, I cannot just say stop…

I have walked away from the written

word too many times

to call myself a poet…

My dreams are fables

of uselessness, shame

of isolation…wanting

something from nothing.

Looking, seeing a child

coming home from school

with a backdrop of mountains,

Souls jumping from those mountains...

Frightened of walking out

the door…

Observing from afar…

participation in zero …

No whims or desires to act upon…

Just mumbling and internal torment…

Oh yes, oh yes…it is there…there

for no one to see…walking into

walls…that really do not exist.

--Dan Provost


WineDrunk SideWalk : Shipwrecked in Trumpland week SIXTY THREE wrap up

Before we begin a brief note: the role of president* Donny John in this little tragi-comedy known as American, will no longer be called DOUCHE MOTHERFUCKER. Donny John will simply be referred to on this blog as THE IDIOT or president* or whatever way I can combine the color orange with having a small penis.

thank you.

So.....week SIXTY FUCKING THREE of this shit.  We start off the week with Easter....and April Fools Day....i don't know about you but there's something very coincidental about a day in which we fool and deceive people sharing space with a day that honors the rise from death of a savior by millions of people with a penchant for salted meats and eggs.

That said, THE IDIOT, spent Easter/April Fools watching fake news on FOX and then tweeting up a storm about the cancellation of the DACA deal. Nothing says spending the holiest of holy days by double down on being a racist, xenophobic prick....but Donny John wouldn't be Donny John without publicly reminded us folks in these here "United" of states that he's been one big April Fools joke.....the orange piece of shit actually commented on this outside of a CHURCH, blaming the Democrats and the Mexican government for "blowing it." I'd say I was surprised that the church didn't implode when Donny John and Trophy Wife #3 walked in, but then I'd have to, in part, subscribe to the cult mumbo-jumbo that IS Christianity.

that's right....I said Mumbo-Jumbo

I suppose that if I lived in a country not run by a racist-game-show host and lorded over by a domestic terrorist organization whose thirst for dark money has taken over any desire to have a functioning democracy, one would think you wouldn't let a man who couldn't SPELL tariff....impose them.....but that's exactly what's happening here in the good ol's US of A where chaos runs wild these days......Donny John gets to impose his tariffs and countries like China get to react back by imposing tariffs of their own and U.S. industry leaders get to bitch and complain and stocks drop, yet every single time you see Mitch McConnell or Paul Ryan their rubber chicken faces are grinning like runners-up in a beauty pageant

Makes you wish a REAL leader would show up....but never fear, folks, apparently President Putin is angling for a visit. Word on the street has it that when The IDIOT called to congratulate Putin on his bullshit-sham elections he also offered to have him swing by the White House for a summit...and why not? I mean Putin pretty much OWNS the place, so he should be allowed to stop by and check out the drapes. And what's a little spy poisoning and expelling of diplomats between blackmailers and blackmailies anyway? Perhaps a White House screening of golden showers is in the future.....i sure hope Trophy Wife #3 is out of town....hell, since you and I are paying for all of the IDIOTS golfing weekends in Florida, I say why not add a trip to Peru for Melania? She can climb Machu Pichu in heels while Vlad and Donny John watch urine films and dial up hookers.

and....hey....for those of you out there outraged by the Sinclair Broadcasting Group I say.....welcome to the party. Not for nothing but this asshole, alt-right, neo-nazi organization hasn't been secret about their propaganda for years....but I'll say it's kind of nice to have them out there and fully exposed. That said, FOX News has been out there and fully exposed since its founding, and its been the most-watched cable news network since 2002. so.......

.....usa.....usa.....usa.....usa....

Signs of life in what should already be a no-brainer?  Teachers in Kentucky in Oklahoma walked out this week demanding higher pay and more money spent on education....from a personal standpoint I think it's great that teachers, especially younger ones coming into the mix, are beginning to wake up and realize that public schools are not corporate cum-dumps meant to condition this nation's children into zombie-workers, but are actually institutions that are meant to teach and to culturally engage the next wave of citizens. Let's hope more teachers walk out. Let's hope this happens in more states...hell, let the kids start summer vacation now.....months playing shoot 'em up video games have to be much better than studying for some arbitrary test that won't mean shit years from now when they're skipping lunch to punch numbers and fielding texts from their asshole boss when they're home and trying to live their lives....and if terrorist organizations like the GOP want to put a positive spin on these strikes....kids out of school and doing nothing but playing shoot 'em up games could be the next generation of snipers or drone pilots.....just sayin.....America always needs people willing to kill and die for its hypocrisy.

For those of you who like fun facts I present THIS

But getting back to tariffs for a moment.....I'll be honest....I really don't understand this business.  Against the advice of people in his own party and business leaders country-wide, The IDIOT declares that there will be tariffs. Why?  Maybe he did it because he thinks the U.S. is being screwed over worldwide monetarily....Slum Lords tend to think this way, which is way your leaky faucets never get fixed.....Maybe the IDIOT is a smart  business man and is aware of something that NO financial consultant is aware of....or maybe simply mentioning tariffs at his Nazi rallies gets as much whoopin and a'hollerin' from Jethro and Ellie May as chanting "lock her up! lock her up! All the same the IDIOT says they'll be tariffs....but not for certain countries.....then the Chinese react by imposing tariffs on items such as pork and California wine(which i honestly can't believe they are paying for in the first place....sorry....Eurocentric wine Snob Alert....i kid....all the shit i drink comes out of plastic bottles)...THEN...the Times reports that maybe the IDIOT is backtracking on this whole "tariff" business and that maybe, just maybe, these tariffs won't take effect at all....WTF??

Or....THE IDIOT threatens to impose tariffs on 100 billion more in Chinese goods. All along people have been saying the THE IDIOT is looking for his very own Reichstag fire, and maybe these little trade wars that the president* has chosen to pick with the world, and especially China, is looking to be exactly that. In America we love nothing more than what's in our pocketbooks, and we fear nothing more than the loss of money......we let this IDIOT send the economy into a spiral and you may just have that final authoritarian push that Trump and at least 39% of this nation want.

CASE IN POINT

....or maybe THE IDIOT could just have Michael D. Cohen pay out $130,000 to the Chinese for their troubles, since he's trying to fuck them too and deny any knowledge of it.

Hey.....if you need any more proof that you live in a reality tv show disguised as government, let me present Exhibit Z ....of course with a tax scam like that I'd throw away the goddamned script too.

Getting closer and closer to that Golden Shower video being released......

....And last minute THIS which I'll expand on next week, but Donald Trump and Homeland Security are a bunch of fucking Authoritarian creeps

Anyway that's it for my ass this week.....next week we get the repulsive, islamophobic John Bolton in as the new National Security Advisor to THE IDIOT and coming soon is the Senate confirmation of the repulsive, islamophobic Mike Pompeo...let's see how many Democrats stick their tails between their legs and vote that jackass in.

until then....today at 10:30 we have Dan Provost and tomorrow at 10:30 we have M.J. Arcangelini

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Friday, April 6, 2018

day FOUR HUNDRED and FORTY TWO

A Good Life’s Sleep

the American nightmare continues

the president is a rapist
rubbery lips slobbering all over
his Big Mac and Coke Force One
on his brown leather Barcalounger
behind his golden desk in the Elliptical Office;
special interest groups lobby for the protection
of AR15s, our nation’s most vulnerable citizens;
we have arrived at the upside-down place where
college crusaders in pursuit of social justice
have become in an alarming number of cases
fascists armed with digital indignation
and a year’s supply of virtue signals and SLAPP lawsuits,
willing to instruct the world (at bayonet point)
on what words we may now be permitted to say,
and this morning the Dow Jones school shooting average
this morning is a bull market this morning
and the American nightmare continues;
the president is a racist
opening his loving arms to the bakery owners
who “bravely” refuse to bake cakes for gay weddings;
we have arrived at the upside-down place where
special interest groups lobby for the destruction
of the national forests out in the country
and the National Conference of Catholics
issues a statement condemning Planned Parenthood
and Planned Parenthood enjoys a good laugh, asking
when the National Conference of Catholics
will do anything about the priests who touch children
and the American nightmare continues;
the president is a puppet
with a wooden body and dead eyes dreaming
of a wall tall enough to keep brown people away
while allowing Scandinavian teen models into the country,
and special interest groups lobby for the protection
of the members of President Rape’s cabinet
once it was revealed that fifty percent of them
were actually Russian apparatchiks
retrofitted with accessibility and woke bump stocks;
we have arrived at the upside-down place where
the national anthem is a safe space within which to tinder and snap
and the lyrics are now nothing more than sexual syllabics
hissing and slurring over strip club beats
that the machines contrive
and when you ask where is the love
where is the intelligence
where has thought itself gone
you find yourself on the list,
the red, white and blue dudebro-flavored fatwa,
this is stage one of the very end of it all
we have arrived at the upside-down place
this is page one of the Hollywood reboot of Revelations
we have arrived at the upside-down place
welcome to Sanctuary City,
where you can get a good life’s sleep

the American nightmare continues

--Rich Boucher

Bio: Rich Boucher resides in Albuquerque, New Mexico. Rich’s poems have appeared in Gargoyle, The Nervous Breakdown, Apeiron Review, Soft Cartel, Menacing Hedge, Cultural Weekly and Tinderbox Poetry Journal, among others, and he has work forthcoming in Street Poet Review. For more, check out richboucher.bandcamp.com. He loves his life with his love Leann.

Thursday, April 5, 2018

day FOUR HUNDRED and FORTY ONE


oligarchs

oligarchs
don’t care

they’ll shoot your kids
and drink their blood

they’ll eat your house
your car
your family

they’ll turn your happiness into chum

and spit it
into the mouths of their overlords

oligarchs
don’t want democracy

they want that secret payout
they want their wealth secure

rich assholes
with the individual desire to live
above the law

oligarchs
will vomit patriotism
and then they’ll stab you in the back

oligarchs
think they’re better than you
and most of the time
we act so dumb

goddamn it
they might be right.

--John Grochalski
                                               


Wednesday, April 4, 2018

day FOUR HUNDRED and FORTY

this gun
does not fit
in my hand

it burns my
fingers with
the heat of hate

a cold cruel
crime to my soul

you

will have to
steal my life

I will not
waste yours

--Thomas R. Thomas


Tuesday, April 3, 2018

day FOUR HUNDRED and THIRTY NINE

                                          Elegy for the American Dream

its not when, its if the car starts
its when you the bill comes due
you realize no matter how much
you worked, it ain’t enough
its when they say go to the doctor
but you don’t have insurance
even if you did there’s a deductible
it’s going to work so sick you can’t
stand up but you can’t miss the pay
it’s threatening yourself with the free clinic
if you don’t get better
its choosing the gas bill
or the electric bill this week
its trying to stretch two meals
out of everything
its standing in hours long lines to drop off paperwork
for food stamps only to get the interview
and find you make $50 more than the cutoff
its peanut butter sandwiches
its grilled cheese sandwiches
every night, because you bought
that loaf of bread and you can’t even
let the ends go to waste
its shoplifting milk
its making forty dollars last two weeks
its counting quarters to buy gas
its counting quarters to buy detergent
its counting quarters till payday
its chasing after you’re pay
its called being cash strapped
it’s the rent always being due
it’s the collection agency on the phone
at eight am everyday
so you never need an alarm clock
its realizing that minimum wage
means you mean nothing
it’s a ten-cent raise, or a quarter raise
or a percentage raise that barely
adds up to an extra $20 in pay after taxes
its having your debit card stolen
and everything bounces
its feeling rich when you get your tax
return only to be broke the next day
it's always bottom shelf or in a box
it’s not buying things new until the old is broken
even then, its trying to get by broken
its regretting every unnecessary transaction
its counting wasted time
its being too stressed to do anything other than waste time
it’s the two-job exhaustion
it’s not saying no to cash side work or overtime
its someone telling you to pull
yourself up from you boot straps
when you can’t get a break
its you telling them fuck off
because they never needed one

--Jason Baldinger


Monday, April 2, 2018

day FOUR HUNDRED and THIRTY EIGHT

A WINEDRUNK RANT by Ally Malinenko


Dear Universe,

Could I maybe wake up one day, just ONE day, in this life and NOT have some dude (read: white dude) policing my body?

Is that possible, universe? Because it would be a goddamn relief.

Unfortunately last Saturday March 31st – on the LAST day of Women’s History Month mind you – the New York Times, a newspaper that while I support, read and trust, frustrates the living hell of out of me, posted an op-ed piece by Bret Stephens defending a man that called for the public hanging of millions of women.

What are you doing Times, you ask? How is that possible, you say?

Bret Stephens, who does not deserve the real estate space or the salary provided by the New York Times, has been problematic for a long time. He claimed that if college rape was really an issue than women wouldn’t go to college, suggested that there was a specific “Arabic disease of the mind” and called Black Lives Matters thuggish.

So he’s trash. But to back and apologize for a man that publicly called for the execution of millions of  women? And for the NY Times to pay him and publish him?

So who is Bret Stephen’s defending? Another garbage human – Kevin Williamson who was recently hired to write for the Atlantic. Kevin Williamson, in a 2014 article about a visit to East St. Louis, referred to a black child as a “primate” which was the same year that he said that women who have abortions “should be hanged.”

Because we live in a white supremacist patriarchy this man now writes for the Atlantic.

Unsurprisingly some women, and a few men – but mostly women because defending women is apparently also women’s work – were pissed and had some things to say about how maybe he can fuck off six ways to Tuesday with his horrible ideas about millions of women being executed for having abortions.

But because the left can’t EVER DO ANYTHING with some cis-het white dude striding in with “conservative” (what does that even mean anymore? It’s like either they’re Nazis or misogynist trolls) perspective.

Bret Stephens to the rescue.

In his piece that he fames as an open letter to Kevin “Kill All the Women” Williamson© Stephens’ decries the original tweet but goes on to say that the outrage is uncalled for. It was just a tweet, he says! Since when do we take tweets seriously? Had Williamson, Stephens continues, actually written a whole book on murdering women then he would start to be concerned.

Huh. Well THANKS Bret for stepping in there and letting us know at what point threatening to kill women was worthy of attention. Because last time I checked when people show up to murder folks at Planned Parenthood it wasn’t cause they read a whole book about it.

As Jessica Valenti pointed out in her tweet what Stephens is doing  is “the perfect encapsulation of men debating over women’s lives as if they mean nothing.

So he dismissed the “tweet” to murder 25% of the female population but really draws the line at women expressing anger and fear. That, he claims is “character assassination” against Williamson.
Just remember, when women talk about the thing they fear most about men it is always getting hurt or killed. Men’s greatest fear regarding women? Rejection and humiliation.

Just fucking sit with that.

And then Stephens goes on to talk about how Williamson is a NeverTrumper so we need to listen to him.

Excuse me, sir? No. No I do not and you can have all the seats.

I am not obligated to listen to a man who has zero respect for my actual personhood and humanity just because they were willing to say that Donald Trump was a bad fucking idea. That is the lowest of the lowest common denominator if you think for one hot second I’m going to be okay with you talking about HANGING women.

But Stephens then doubles down cause you know what else Williamson has got? Great prose.
Gee, he’s a good writer who hates Trump so I guess it’s 100% okay that he wants most of us murdered.

What Stephens doesn’t seem to understand, or more so refuses to acknowledge is that Williamson is being attacked, rightfully so, not for a tweet but for his beliefs. This is a fact.

And because this is also a petty fucking hill I will die on, it was NOT ONE TWEET. He’s said that in multiple interviews, and then doubled down in interviews that women who have abortions should be treated like murders.

I have over the course of the last two years thought about cancelling The New York Times when I felt that they coddled Trump voters and/or took less than seriously the danger that this man causes. Once again, the New York Times has proved that my instinct to distrust them.


Maybe they’ll only listen when I pull my money, though to be honest, probably not even then. This is America and in American I have learned that women do not count as fully autonomous people and men across all platforms - from the street to the New York Times - will continue to police, politicize and execute us.

--Ally Malinenko



                       

Sunday, April 1, 2018

day FOUR HUNDRED and THIRTY SEVEN

TO:

Sarah Allen Reed, Samantha Clarke, Jennifer Lagier, Laura Eppinger,
Anonymous, Beth Dranoff, Donna Hilbert, Rachel Nix, Kat Giordano,
Juliet Cook, Claudia Blanchard, Emma Lee, Alexis Rhone Fancher,
Kolleen Carney, Sarah Worrel, Tamara Madison, Jen Manalili,
Susie Sweetland,  and Rachel Toalson,

THANK YOU

and especially, Ally Malinenko.....THANK YOU for keeping this blog going
and for doing those fantastic weekly wrap-ups

I've been doing WineDrunk since 2008 first as a dumb ranting blog but then as a showcase
for my writing, really, as an incentive for me to KEEP writing almost every single day.....
and on January 20th it became a formal art protest against that vile IDIOT and everything
he stands for.

BUT.... I have to say, in the over ten years that I've been doing this, and over the
thirteen months this blog has been a protest blog, March 2018 has been the
most satisfying and successful month I've/We've ever had on this blog. All of your work
was wonderful and greatly appreciated. Some of you have contributed before and some
of you are new here. With Ally taking the helm I was able to sit back and read the blog
every day and just appreciate what you've all added to this.

And I hope you stick around and continue to submit. Let's be honest.....your voices
on this protest blog are more important and urgent than mine....and I'd like you
all to continue to be heard here, to help me mark each and every single day that
we have to live under that vile human being.

that's all I'll say except to say THANK YOU once again.

jg

NOW.....but to the ART of protest with a drawing by the wonderful poet Rob Plath