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Newt’s Surge Newt’s Surge

The pundits all can confidently speak Of Gingrich as the flavor of the week. The people who want anyone but Mitt Now say, in desperation, Newt is it. Yes, Newt’s astute—a crafty wheeler-dealer. His baggage, though, would fill an eighteen-wheeler— Affairs and ethics problems and, to boot, His mouth is something often off he’ll shoot. And if he’s scratched because he lacks decorum? What happens then? Get ready, Rick Santorum.

Nov 17, 2011 / Column / Calvin Trillin

The Pundits Contemplate Herman Cain The Pundits Contemplate Herman Cain

                        I We’ve spent a month of this campaign In trying daily to explain The steady rise of Herman Cain. Through willingness to risk a strain In every muscle of the brain, We’ve laid out all we think germane To help the public ascertain Why Cain consistently can gain (Despite, some charge, a moral stain) Support that doesn’t seem to wane, No matter how we all complain That thinking voters might ordain For Cain a four-year White House reign Is truly—to be blunt—insane.                           II So far, our work has been in vain.

Nov 10, 2011 / Column / Calvin Trillin

Mu-Mu ♥ Condi Mu-Mu ♥ Condi

Muammar el-Qaddafi had an “eerie fascination” with Condoleezza Rice and kept a scrapbook on her.—News reports   Though always with that nurse (the sexy blonde) he Apparently had quite a crush on Condi. So if you called her cold, then you forgot At least one guy sincerely found her hot.

Oct 26, 2011 / Column / Calvin Trillin

An Inaugural Address for Herman Cain An Inaugural Address for Herman Cain

In April, we’ll all be in clover— All spending bucks we’ve got left over, With 9-9-9.   To working folks we’ll bring enjoyment, ’Cause we’ll have nearly full employment, With 9-9-9.   Our air will be pristine and clear, And terrorists will disappear, With 9-9-9.   And scientists will find the answer That gives the world a cure for cancer, With 9-9-9.   We’ll all achieve what we endeavor, And all of us will live forever, With 9-9-9.   A country that now seems depressed and limp’ll Be great again if we just keep things simple.

Oct 19, 2011 / Column / Calvin Trillin

The Far Right Contemplates the Republican Front-Runner The Far Right Contemplates the Republican Front-Runner

It seems that now we’re stuck with Mitt. Reciting right-wing holy writ, He still sounds moderate, a bit. Although it’s nothing he’ll admit, A healthcare plan’s his biggest hit. (The thought of that gives us a fit.) And born-agains, from where they sit, Still state their firm belief, to wit: As Christians, Mormons aren’t legit. We’ve said for months, “This man’s not it.” We wish that Palin hadn’t split. We wish that Perry weren’t a nit (His pilot light is not quite lit). Because, it seems, we’re stuck with Mitt.

Oct 12, 2011 / Column / Calvin Trillin

The Search The Search

The far right looked for someone who’d befit The ticket—that is, someone not named Mitt But someone who could strongly lead the nation Without the faintest whiff of moderation. Chris Christie thought about it, then said nyet, And Bachmann was the quickest flopper yet. It looked like Perry was the right’s white hope, But now they’re saying Perry’s just a dope. So who will they convince now to get in? The time is short. Their bench is looking thin.

Sep 28, 2011 / Column / Calvin Trillin

DSK’s Best-Case Scenario DSK’s Best-Case Scenario

Well, yes, he had sex with the maid, he said She came in and he took his pleasure. And then with his daughter he had some lunch— A family scene we can treasure.

Sep 21, 2011 / Column / Calvin Trillin

Michele: A Reprise Michele: A Reprise

(With yet another apology to the Beatles)   Michele, our belle, Things of late have truly failed to gel For Michele.   Michele, our belle, They’re no longer buying what you sell. Poor Michele.   Your numbers have gone in the toilet. They say you peaked too soon. And talking like a loon Could not have helped a lot, although Rick Perry does, too.   Michele, our belle, Pundits now are bidding you farewell— “Bye, Michele.”

Sep 15, 2011 / Column / Calvin Trillin

So Why Be So Hard on Vermont? So Why Be So Hard on Vermont?

Michele Bachmann says Hurricane Irene was God’s warning to curb excessive government spending.                         —news reports   We know that this God’s an all-powerful God God’s actions are not nonchalant. We know he can punish whomever he wants. So why be so hard on Vermont?   Yes, spending increases our deficit—sure. Vermont, though, has not been avant The rest of the country. We all spend a lot. So why be so hard on Vermont?   Its mountains? Its hipsters? Its accent? Or what Might tick off the Great Commandant? We know we’re all sinners; we spend and we spend. So why be so hard on Vermont?

Sep 7, 2011 / Column / Calvin Trillin

So What’s With the Cowboy Boots, Rick? So What’s With the Cowboy Boots, Rick?

You say you’re the real thing from Texas— An Aggie, not someone from Yale. While claiming to be a straight shooter, You plant a boot high on a bale.   ’Twas cotton that grew on your farm, Rick. You didn’t grow up on the range. No horses are used to plant cotton, So cowboy boots seem mighty strange.   No phony? Then alter your costume. Although they lack cowboy boots’ zing, If you have a sod-buster background, Bib overalls might be the thing.

Aug 31, 2011 / Column / Calvin Trillin

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