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65 Church Street

We had a place for a year in Montclair, It was in tbe heart of the pandemic, Our shore place was rented, no refuge there, 'Twas 2020, year of polemic. It was a stud'io at 65 Church, It was the last home of my Aunt Pearl's bed, I climbed from Church to the ridge of pine and birch, The restaurants were lively, the church was dead. I floundered, it was my sabbatical, I took on the craziness of the year, My feelings turned toward the fanatical, I was lucky to have a safe space here. I'm thankful to Java Love and Montclair, My havens for pandemic self-care.

After Leonard Cohen

Not all your bells cannot ring, Not all wrong is your offering, There's a glint, a glint in everything, It's how the cracks can be seen.

At Montclair

We're on Church Street, but we are not a church, We are U-Us who are centered on love, Montclair, as you'll see when you do a search, Is where we are at, not what we are of. And yet people call us the Montclair church, I'm irritated but I understand, 'Tween God and not and "at" and "of" we lurch, Montclair's more than a place, it's our true land. My old church in Orange is Faith + Works, It's lost its identity as a church, In Montclair, Jesus still quietly lurks, I like the two stools between which we perch. I myself am both at and of Montclair, A part of my divided soul lives there.

Making Twitter X, by Elon Musk

Before, Twitter was a lib'ral hellhole, Boosted by insider network effects The website played an orc-ish and fell role, In turning good people into woke wrecks. I resolved to buy it and make it sane, To end shameful, stupid cancellations, To stop the buzzing of the woke hive brain, To foster new kinds of conversations. Have I prioritized my own voice? You bet I have, X is my baby now, Being on it is a matter of choice, You don't like it?  Uranus can have a cow. I've torn off Jack Dorsey's lib'ral fetter, I've made our democracy work better.  

Cutting Off Netscape's Air Supply, by Bill Gates

The air supply email--it wasn't mine, But I was the boss, it came down to me, The trial came down to a throwaway line, To a choking image you can't unsee. I can see the logic of antitrust, The IBM case helped me make my bones, I can't say going 'gainst me was unjust, But computing is not like oil or phones. Heath's market failure test is open-ended, So is Freeman's stakeholder criter'ion, Law's a domain where the truth is bended, Ethics posits an unreal empyr'ean. My father was a lawyer, we need law, Its subjectivity is a real flaw.

Prosecuting My Predecessor, by Joe Biden

Had my predecessor committed crimes? I thought that the answer was clearly yes, I was resolved to restore normal times, Trump had done wrongs that called out for redress. I believe that I did not overreach, In accord with law, I delegated, Neither Merrick nor Jack did I beseech, I respected them, I self-relegated. Often I wish they both had gone faster, But we all had roles, we all cast our lots, We all tried to save you from disaster, I could not be the one calling the shots. You may think I was too legalistic, Better that than being too hubristic.       Sdp

The 2020 Election, by Donald Trump

We had to do Jan. 6, the courts were blind, Democrats have stolen votes forever, It's been happening since time out of mind, LBJ, Daley--they pulled your lever. Mail ballots are a Dumocrat swindle, With harvesting it's Katie bar the door, You gotta fight with fire, not Kindle, C'mon we gotta win, this is a war. My whole life the Dumocrats have cheated, They've got their profs and their dirty dealers, By their crap I will not be defeated, '24 avenged me 'gainst the stealers. Check out how Georgia disquals went way down, It's Joe not me who wears the cheater's crown.