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Random Bits & Pieces

©2009 by LeeZard

NAME THAT PRES!Sooner or later the news media hang some kind of nickname or tag on our presidents, sometimes affectionate, sometimes derogatory.
We had “Tricky Dick,” for Richard Nixon or, as a former associate of mine (and former network correspondent in the Nixon White House) used to call him privately, “The Trick of the United States.” I loved it.

Bill Clinton was (and is) “Bubba;” Reagan, to some, “The Great Communicator” and, of course there’s “Dubya.” 

We had “The Father of our Country” and “The Great Emancipator.” Sometimes their initials were so mediagenic, they became the nickname a la FDR, JFK and LBJ. Which begs the question, Whither Obama?
LeeZard doesn’t think the initial thing will work here. BO? That just stinks (sorry, couldn’t resist). Gobama? Sounds like a college football cheer. Baracky? Sounds tacky. What do you think? Drop some suggestions and LeeZard will post ‘em.

LeeZard collects heroes the same way Dubya collected deta…

Mother We Have Missed You (Click here to see Mother's First Guest Column)

©2009 by LeeZard

Back by popular demand, our esteemed guest Columnist, Mother Goose!

“Fiddle Dee, Fiddle Day, I could not stay away,” she told LeeZard. “There’s just too much going on today.”

“And by the way,” she added, “I know what’s troublin’ ya. So let’s spend some time with the letter Dubya.”

Tell us how you really feel Mother.
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Rub a glug glug, Dick Cheney’s a thug
And who else do you think was there?
Why, Rumstead and Dubya,
Going to war,
Based on lies meant to scare ya.

Georgy Porgy, pudding and pie,
failed Americans and made them cry.
When the time came to pay,
Georgy Porgy ran away.

Little Boy Blue, come, blow your horn!
The consitution’s on hold, the war rages on.
Where's the congress to balance and check?
Under the thumb of the Dubya wreck!

Hey, diddle, diddle!
It still is a riddle,
How Dubya jumped over the moon.
For eight long years
He laughed at us,
While his minions acted like goons.

Little Miss Muffet
Sat on a tuffet,
Eating her curds and whey.
Along came a spider,
And sat down beside …