Kakistrocracy

 

It does no good to mock them, true, but mocking

them is irresistible — we’ve always

made fun of fools. Before there was talk,

there was derision; before there was politics,

there was the desire to shame. Why

pretend otherwise? But these people, you

just can’t shame them — they won’t listen, they fry

the wrong fish, they think the wrong thoughts, they do

their fandango of unreason and love

themselves for it. They want their kakistocracy —

a word from Greeks who’d seen enough

of monkeys to know how they scream and squawk

and crown the monkey most without a whit

of sense, then shriek and smear themselves with shit.

 

 

© Michael Fleming

Brattleboro, Vermont

March 2017

 

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