Marty Made Me Write This.

To my regular followers, Doug might be a bit out of your comfort zone. But that’s his point anyway. He’s an undeclared poet laureate who endures cold Chicago winters and probably years of Ron Santo, North Side sadness. He might not be your cup of tea, but for those of you who like to take an occasional ride on political poetry, it’s my pleasure to share a master of the craft. He’s also a lover of vinyl and analogue, so he can’t be all bad.

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Sorry ‘bout the delay in getting back, (Marty) ya’ll. But trying to parse the 100 proof of today’s politics requires that aforementioned bourbon pour, and after five three fingers in four hours, I’ve been clued that Coda Puppy and I, now, somehow, seem to age at the same rate. What was once just another night of some mid-shelf everyday sippin’ whiskey, now locks me down for a full twenty-four.

And to further whore my amateur bore… of the true way that our politics be…I offer for your consideration …. Young Paul the Tall and his very pretty, smart, and caring, Girl Next Door, Mary Ann. They’ve been best friends forever…since Radio Shack sold computers. Now in their early to mid twenties, and with spring in the…our young man’s fancy…Paul turns not to his Mary Ann. Paul’s hero’s journey is to score a walk down the aisle with his Ginger…

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