and then Alfonso the Mouse  went and said:

leave it to a nation as morally bankrupt as the United States

to air the funeral of Colin Powell on all its major networks,

its hollow Christianity blessing

an unabashed enabler of empire who,

there but for honesty, might have rotted in jail

for sweeping Vietnamese mass murder under a rug

and for perpetrating the most horrendous lie of all time,

mercilessly sealing unexamined coffin lids

on a million human beings in Iraq.

as if we needed further proof that America,

whether led by its simplistic Trumps

or its diversifying Democrats,

could be bothered to even acknowledge

the uncounted unexceptional unAmerican lives

snuffed out by a century long

financial genocidal unhinged crime spree

sprung on the vestiges of its unrecognised humanity

by a Hollywood fed and divisively conquering

press of freedom inflamed

rampant self obsession with its own profitable oblivion,

whilst Julian Assange is slowly tortured to death

for the folly of shining a light

on the unsung irony

of its "rules based order"

by attempting to strike a match

on its withered capacity for reflection.

it's like Woody Allen said,

if Jesus came back today,

he'd never stop throwing up.