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DO DO THAT VOODOO

You do something to me
Something that simply mystifies me
Tell me, why should it be?
You have the pow'r to hypnotize me
Let me live 'neath your spell
Do do that voodoo that you do so well
For you do something to me
That nobody else can do!

Cole Porter, 1931

 

Holy crap!  This thing actually works!

Thank you to our German upstairs neighbors, H & M, for the Donald Trump Anger Management Squeeze Ball, and to my dearly departed grandmother and mother for the dressmaker’s pins.  The Gestaltung is mine.

 

Thank you again to H & M for the Solar-Powered Donald Trump Swears to Tell the Truth With Fingers Crossed Behind His Back Bobble Head Doll.  It just can't stand still!

 


And a final note of thanks to H & M for A Child’s First Book of Trump.  Because it’s important to know your adversary. 

 

Keep it real!  And wear your damn mask!

Marilyn



 

Comments

  1. ZagNovember 7, 2020 at 7:14 PM

    Thank CHRIST for that. Whatever your political views (left/right etc), watching this twisted man drive your country's institutions inexorably over the cliff was horrific viewing from afar.
    Good luck to Joe, he will need it. But at least there's a chance of some kind of unity.

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  2. ZagNovember 7, 2020 at 7:14 PM

    Thank CHRIST for that. Whatever your political views (left/right etc), watching this twisted man drive your country's institutions inexorably over the cliff was horrific viewing from afar.
    Good luck to Joe, he will need it. But at least there's a chance of some kind of unity.

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  3. alecbashNovember 8, 2020 at 3:31 AM

    Whew...now we can go back to bending the long arc of the moral universe toward justice!

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    1. MarilynNovember 8, 2020 at 10:27 AM

      Slow, incremental, maybe not in our lifetimes, but possible.

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  4. ndchicagoNovember 8, 2020 at 5:06 PM

    Your neighbors have excellent tase in tchothkes!

    ND

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    1. MarilynNovember 9, 2020 at 12:53 PM

      They certainly do! These were birthday or Xmas gifts for us bought in NY. I forgot to include the Donald Trump Tiny Hands Soap. It's about the size of a box of matches.

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  5. Patty JoNovember 8, 2020 at 5:52 PM

    I've met those neighbors and ND is certainly right! Thanks for a note of levity at this momentous time. So much needs fixing in my beloved country and the work is never finished. But at least there's hope of turning down the volume on whining and grievance.

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