loud rodomontades
brass tintinnabulations
noise from Washington
Reading late last night, I came across rodomontades, in a passage about Winston Churchill, and I knew I would have to use it in a haiku.
Tintinnabulations has been stored away in my brain, waiting for its turn.
Rodomontades was thrown out by spell check.
That’s a win for me any day.
As for the thought behind today’s haiku, after a day of Trump, Congress and Mueller and their pontificating on the news programs along with the news commentators talking talking talking, its all tinkling brass after a while.
As Mr. Twain wrote long ago, “Suppose you were an idiot. And suppose you were a member of Congress. But I repeat myself.”
Today, instead of member of Congress, substitute, ‘held any National Office.”
Poor us.
Poor US.
Poor Uncle Sam.
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