Douglas Gilbert

On Faustti and Me In Quasi-Sino Poetry Douglas Gilbert

The Faust in the modern world could not find the Devil, so it made a deal with Xi in Wuhan. The Wuhan virus drove politicians to succumb to insanity and to virulent hypocrisy. Some politicians participated in plays. Gavin Newsom took on the role of Pagliaccio, a clown at the "French Laundry" restaurant. Behold, in the sunset of the economy (the tightening of the belt), the feathers of truth descend: the four Nuppets of the Sino-Apocalypse have arrived as foretold, and Huge Birdy walks among us as a commissar who walks on water like it's a road to hegemony. Why? In the nick and prick of time, the Orwellian U. S. ministries of Sino-Corona virus-2 closed and destroyed small businesses. The Randy Wine-Garden-Kinder Bureau closed and reopened the schools as re-education camps for Marxist ideology. How? Because the critical proletariat had rioted, resulting in the destruction of the police forces, in the promotion of the Open-Border board Game substituting for Monopoly, and in the replacement of Picasso's art with the fine art of the political elites, the smoke and mirrors reflected the Zeitgeist. But Nero didn't "fiddle while Rome burned;" he read poetry. Thus, it is said, do not propose prose when an adverse verse will do.