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.
