Presidents of Our World, and: Swede Carlson's House

21 anglesey Zoe Anglesey Presidents of Our World For Roque Dalton President Dictator ............. obeys the Constitution President Elect ............... is a compulsive ballot thief President Snot Nose ........... drops napalm on "primitive" people President General ............. learns geography, the globe is his playboard President Senile ............... is the Fascist gun in the West President A & H Neutron ....... poses holding the Nobel Peace Prize President White...............sires illegitimate asses of another stripe President Common Man .......owns ranches, multi-conglomerates and countries President Peaceful ............ accidentally pressed the button President Torturer ............ prays to the faith of his choice President Robust .............. is weak from bloodletting President Well Fed ............ orders half of all the newborn to be ground into dogfood President Meek ............... was J. Edgar Hoover's understudy President of the People ........ holds board meetings in the fart room President Impotent ............ injects megavitamins and confiscates Prevention magazine President Wifebeater .......... holds hands on state occasions President Vain ................ demands daily front page portraits, 3 column inches wide President Best Dressed ......... wears walk-away socks, smelly underwear and gargles with bleach 22 the minnesota review President Gayblade ............ drafts young boys President Duchess ............. enjoys his wigs and monthly tucks at his facelift President Paternal ............ personally test-tube marries his own President Prostitute ........... enjoys the Pope's blessings President Pious ............... sniffs coke then pokes the half dead President Imposter ............ plays flimflam with two fingers President Pervert ............. means well leaving his fly open President Jerkoff, Piss and Shit . enjoys the dragnet cleanup President Handsome Prince ___ is contemporary, a warload after booty President Hometown Sweetheart had his sex changed President Papa ............... is nobody's father, uncle or brother President Of Your Island ....... dines on embryos and breasts President Urbane ............. chews cud of virgin forests President Mastermind ......... watches three t.v.s, a computer and pornos simultaneously President Ivy League .......... orders a curriculum of marching President Illiterate ............ outlaws history, news of the present, prose and poetry My President pledges allegiance . and I pledge allegiance to my president He promises to polish my shoes. . a position he will eventually get to You with an urge .............. to demonstrate karate and kickass Register to boot ............... as a volunteer to kick out the President 23 anglesey Zoe Anglesey Swede Carlson's House The wounded timber screeched high pitched at blades turned stainless by horsepower from woodchip and bark fed fires burning. Swede Carlson learned English on his lunch breaks but kept up swearing under lutfisk breath always in svenska. The Mrs. and Swede celebrated after they signed a deed for land located between loadtracks and rails that led to docks where ships waited for whole forests to arrive felled by crosscut saws, milled to size securely wrapped by cable, stacked then labeled. To start this loud processional , clamor from sprocket wheels pulling green chains two shifts for years passed thru ample walls thicker than what's called for, walls Swede Carlson from the ground up built with milling seconds so carefully selected under eyes of the yard foreman. He had to pay the going rate. Above drain pipes angled for runoff Swede Carlson laid a sound foundation anchored by a hefty new boiler set in a basement enameled watertight as any hull. It challenged the river's overflow every seventh year from heavy rainfall backed up by tides higher than normal. Well set windows framed the spray of redglow cinders spewed out against a net of river mist rising thru nights toward a thick soup of sooty overcast socked in steady over the harbor. He came to be proud of his homey walls insulated as they do in the old country and finished off with paint and paper. Twenty years later Swede Carlson gave two brides away one to a mill hand, and the other went to a college graduate whose Polish pop died young in a cop and mafia shootout somewhere on an iced lakefront in Chicago. Once a year winter season Mrs. Carlson baked hardtack in the cellar oven. No hardtack nor holiday with grandchildren kept the Swede in — spare hours always spent out of doors moving a ladder to clean gutters or to patch storm loosened shakes and cedar shingles. He worked hard up to that dying day. His head of hair stayed greyless. The wife reminded: my...