COVID Poetry Corner: “Puppy School and COVID-19”

Puppy School and COVID-19 Treating your dog safely involves taking your little one to the puppy schoolundisciplined dogs can make you and the dog look like a fool Sitdownupstopgo Yet another lock-down COVID orderas whether it is democratic it is on the borderseemingly for the public goodand if caught the COVID police will treat youContinue reading “COVID Poetry Corner: “Puppy School and COVID-19””

Virus # 26: Chapter 1 Who am I

Chapter One “Who am I?” My name is Dr. Evan Terpene. As I write this it is 2030 and I have just passed my 56th birthday. I am a cardiologist working at a major hospital in the City of Toronto. Better said I used to work at the hospital and with so much civil unrestContinue reading “Virus # 26: Chapter 1 Who am I”

Life at Up Up and Away Investment Management International: Afterwards by Abnaki Proudfoot and Cornelius Korrupt

Afterwards (Abnaki Proudfoot) I am a Dean of a small school of management located in Nunavut which is in the upper northern region of Canada. Most of our students are indigenous. Given that indigenous people comprise less than 1% of the composition of Canadian boards of directors and are equally unimportant in Senior Management TeamsContinue reading “Life at Up Up and Away Investment Management International: Afterwards by Abnaki Proudfoot and Cornelius Korrupt”

Life at Up Up and Away Investment International: Chapter 41 Largecorp and COVID-19

Chapter 41 Largecorp and COVID-19 Largecorps keep chugging on despite the pandemic. Many of them are gleeful with the wiping out of less capitalized competitors. McDonalds will weather the storm with its deep pockets. It is the smallcorps in many cases that will have to fold. But it rather depends on the sector largecorp isContinue reading “Life at Up Up and Away Investment International: Chapter 41 Largecorp and COVID-19”

COVID Poetry Corner: “Las Vegas meets the state lottery and the accountants”

Las Vegas meets the state lottery and the accountants COVID-19 is a very nasty gameAssuming you recover for months you may be lameBut whatever country you are from an obsession with numbers seems to be the sameEvery day it is the same category of numbers that remainpositivity rateserves you right for not social distancing andContinue reading “COVID Poetry Corner: “Las Vegas meets the state lottery and the accountants””

Poetry Corner: “the great roman farce and associates limited”

the great roman farce and associates limited Deceived innocentskiss his robesgrovel about this king of conservative uncertaintyfools in believing something can be gainedby bowing to the Holy Doctrine of the oppressedmeekness, humility and servilityinventions praised by the powerful with a laughand the Chairman of the Vatican Bankurges the masses backwardlike trainers whipping animals in theContinue reading “Poetry Corner: “the great roman farce and associates limited””

Poetry Corner: “Piggies”

Piggies Look at all the little piggiesguzzling out of the troughleft piggies centre piggies right piggiesbut all the samememe choseechoes of belchessimilar but of varying intensitywhat the hellthey all wallow in the same slopa feces paradiseat election time many enter the slaughterhousethe remainder devise menus for the apatheticinnocent Robert K. Stephen

Poetry Corner: “Calling Reality Too much television syndrome”

Calling reality Too much television syndrome Where is shethe one who will capture my soulnow struggling thrashing tremblingbattling the treacherous currentsof turbid conformity will the magic of this single womangive freedom and understandingfrom the senseless blindfolded hordesoverly anxious to meet me with crucifixionthe nails of hate, jealously and competitionwill she be the healerwhet the bitternessoutContinue reading “Poetry Corner: “Calling Reality Too much television syndrome””

Poetry Corner: “Child of Thalidomide”

She was a forcefully deformed little girlthanks to Health Canada approval of the drugthe father could not bear the torture anymore sohe walked out the doorleaving the sobbing mother on the floor She grew strong and tall with a beautiful faceand a razor sharp intellectexcept for that slight misfortuneAll she wanted was to be lovedContinue reading “Poetry Corner: “Child of Thalidomide””