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Poetry Woos The Winsome Liberals

June 21st, 2007 at 11:37 am by Cranky

There is no deed so egregious, no murder so gruesome which a book of poetry won’t ameliorate.

So notes the Hatemonger’s Quarterly:

[A] defense lawyer love-struck with the odious terrorists in Gitmo called Marc Falkoff has collected their poems and had them translated into English. The result is the University of Iowa’s forthcoming collection Poems from Guantanamo: The Detainees Speak.

From what we can tell from the meager excerpts provided in the article, the poems are clumsy and artless. That’s no surprise. As the report informs us: “According to Mr. Falkoff, most of the poetry he is aware of was written by prisoners who had not written poetry before being arrested.”

Gee, then it must be just wonderful. Yet the quality—or its obvious lack—is clearly not the point.

Rather, these poems—presuming they aren’t filled with secret messages to al Qaeda leaders—are merely aimed at convincing bien pensant fools of their political prejudices. They’ll allow the NPR crowd to pretend that, say, Jumah al Dossari, a Gitmo detainee and newfound poetaster, is just a poor fellow mistreated by the evil American government—instead of a fiery Islamist with connections to the Lakawanna Six.


13 Responses to “Poetry Woos The Winsome Liberals”

  1. Joules Says:

    Hmm…like the Bono post, another post that gives me mixed reactions. As a Christian, a former English major, and an amateur actress, I would be fascinated to hear from these people. The military brat/patriotic American/conservative side of me is jumping up and down yelling, “Go Cranky!” Okay, I’m going off to read Rod Dreher’s Crunchy Con blog now. I wish there were an NPR for conservatives.

  2. Swamp Rabbit Says:

    Marc Fuckoff?,, what kinda’ name is that? Oh yeah wait,, he’s a defense lawyer, sounds about right.

  3. Islamic Poetry Boy Says:

    Here I sit, broken-hearted…

    Uh…

    There once was a man from Nantucket…

    Uh…

    Roses are red, violence is…

    Shit, this poetry thing is harder than the scrotum of a camel…

  4. Smantix Says:

    But they were able to compile an entire book, right? Proof positive that poetry soothes the savage Islamic beast.

    Are there that many words that rhyme with “Jew” and “dead”?

  5. Joules Says:

    Too funny, IPB!:mrgreen:

  6. Nigel Says:

    I wonder if Islamic Poetry Boy is related to Islamic Rage Boy…

  7. Joules Says:

    kind of like the Seven Dwarves

  8. michele Says:

    No Islamic poetry contest? I’m sure I could rattle off one.

  9. Cranky Says:

    Michele, let’s have us a contest!

    Winner receives a custom-made p-shop of their choice or the three diet-Pepsis in my desk drawer.

  10. Nigel Says:

    Diet Pepsi? Ugh. Make it a three-pack of Coke Zero, and you’re on…

  11. Cranky Says:

    Diet Pepsi?

    Oh look whose finicky now! We’re not exactly Club Med here, we work with what we got.

    My entry:

    Abdul’s Heart

    Where’s the she-lawyer with the hairy chin?
    It is my freedom I want her to win.
    When she looks in my eye
    My heart wants to cry
    The thoughts I have for her is sin.

  12. Cranky Says:

    Like the caged dove, my song cannot reach the sky.

    My spirit is crushed, like the chest of a martyr just after the belt detonates.

    I feel lost and blind, like that headless Jew, Daniel Pearl.

    Please Allah and that infidel lawyer, plead my case and help me seek justice.

    Like you, Allah,
    Like you, infidel lawyer,

    I only want to be with my people
    and destroy the US.

  13. Nigel Says:

    Oh I see this is going to be a productive day in Cranky-land. Once you get him going with poetry (or toads), the day is shot…

    Since all you offer is DP, all I can offer is a crappy Haiku…and for some reason all I can think of are 6-syllable lines…

    I’ll have to get back to y’all…

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