Easy

"Oh, look! We made a mistake and cut Ebola funding.

But nothing to worry about: we replaced it right away."

Two problems with that. First, it's Ebola, you blockhead.

Second, you haven't replaced any of the funding

or any of the people who struggle to save lives.

With a single verbal brushstroke you paint your putrid face:

You're an ignornant, callous, lying, juvenile, cold-blooded vandal

with no concern for the world's most vulnerable men and women

and children, the aged and dying, the poorest of the poor,

no wish to do a damn thing for the least of these our brethren,

no interest except to destroy every stumbling block

to your ungoverned, wild-eyed selfishness and transgressive megalomania.

Having exalted the second corruptest extant homunculus

and set him behind the desk of the world's most powerful office,

you mock through him the notion that reason can prevent you

or any "free" billionaire from rampaging over the earth,

pillaging, looting, raping, and crushing us with your "freedom."

Memo to morons and cretins: This is what government does—

it governs rapacious tyrants and refractory, brutish Titans

who never mastered themselves, slaves to their lusts and desires,

who believe that it's easy to snatch anything they want,

who believe that there are no obstructions checking their will to power.

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But the tyrant always topples, as Xerxes learned too late,

either before or after he incinerates all his pillage.

All ambitions are easy for him who writes off reality—

or seem that way until reality overwrites him.