Poem of the Day

I believe that James McAvoy is a type of Caesar. But he never stays
in character long enough to make it hold. Now when pirates had
Caesar caught in a trap off the coast of Rhodes, he demanded that
they ask for more than double the ransom. When Caesar says,
do this, it is performed. These fishermen, his kidnappers (is “kidnapped”
too strong?), accepted his request as he recited poetry to them on a throne
of flour. Two months after paying the ransom, with the aid of a private

army, he squeezed the yolk out of these men. We’re doomed. I know
we can’t all be Moses but have you noticed that superstars always want to
play our parts. There’s this dialogue where Nicholas Garrigan, played
by McAvoy, is rebuked by Idi Amin—You promised to me you would help me
build a new Uganda. McAvoy doesn’t answer. Don’t you know that that’s
how they take us? It is Bura’s Desperado Sacrifice. Forcing the Black king
to h8 doesn’t seem to accomplish much, but it makes all of the difference

in just two moves. (1. Qxh8 2. Xxa1 Qd4). Crossing a runway is not
like crossing the street, especially when your Black king is a counterfeit
played by Forest Whitaker and his lazy eye. Planes have been hiding in
the air. This duty-free gin is a useless placebo. But rumour has it Miss
America Tawny Godin from Yonkers has a smile you want all to yourself.
The thing about my country is that there is always somebody ready to say
—You’re mine. Maybe I should have led with that. Anyway, it’s your move.