by Indran Amirthanayagam
The Pope will not attend the 250th birthday party.
The gold-plated arch will tower over a dwindling
number of illiberal potentates, driven by armored car
from the Board of Peace. Orbán will be granted
honorary American citizenship and sent as ambassador
to San Salvador. Jesus will reclaim his right to authorize
any and all uses of his image. Give me a break: Jesus
with an American flag, warplanes, bald eagles?
America, I can’t stand my own mind.
But let’s get back to the future plans
of Orbán and that miller brewing potions
in the White House. Or Marco sporting
platypus shoes, Hegseth strutting about on stage
before stone-faced generals called in from
all over the world for a pep talk paid for
by the American taxpayer. Aah, poor taxpayer,
your goodwill medicines undelivered
to far away herders and victims of local wars,
money spent instead on fighter jets
and radar smoking on the ground
in Dubai, Qatar, Saudi Arabia.
And the cross: how do we get it back
into church and the altar at home
and away from the necks
of blasphemers, brutes, and butchers?
Tell me, Trump. Or are you
disqualified from answering?