Wednesday, April 02, 2003

The Poetry of D.H. Rumsfeld


Happenings
You're going to be told lots of things.
You get told things every day that don't happen.

It doesn't seem to bother people, they don't—
It's printed in the press.
The world thinks all these things happen.
They never happened.

Everyone's so eager to get the story
Before in fact the story's there
That the world is constantly being fed
Things that haven't happened.

All I can tell you is,
It hasn't happened.
It's going to happen.

—Feb. 28, 2003, Department of Defense briefing

While I can't stop laughing when reading these poems some are actually pretty good. Rumsfeld has literally turned press conference B.S. into an art form. Glass Box, in particular, has an oddness to it that is compelling.

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