The poet William Stafford set himself the task of writing a poem a day. When someone asked him what he would do when his poem-of-the-day wasn't very good, he replied "I simply lower my standards." In order to increase output, the bar here is set at a low level - the point of this is to have some fun with current events and politics. I welcome contributions and comments. Now you can also follow Doggerelo on Twitter (@doggerelo). Because of continuing medical problems, I'm no longer able to post a poem-a-day. I'll continue to post poems, but at a reduced frequency, so please stay tuned.
Wednesday, July 11, 2012
Who's Afraid of the NRA?
In gun-toting states,
the NRA frightens politicians to death.
They fear that lack of an NRA endorsement, or, worse, NRA support for
their opponents, spells certain defeat at the polls. Yet, as argued in this post, and an earlier one, there's little or no evidence that the NRA has influenced the outcome of
any election. The NRA has become
powerful simply by convincing politicians that it is the Big Bad Wolf of
electoral politics, whereas in fact it's more like a yapping chihuahua.
So who's afraid of
the NRA?
It's everyone it
seems
If you don't handle
guns their way
They'll scuttle all
your dreams
Now people say
they're awfully strong
They don't forgive a
slight
But what if everyone
is wrong,
Their bark's worse
than their bite?
And what if someone
said "Enough,
I'm going to do
what's right"
A bully always says
he's tough
Until he has to
fight.
So let's call out the
NRA
And see just what
they've got
I think we'll find
that in the fray,
They won't amount to
squat.
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