This was written around April of 2025. A time when tariffs were being enacted and then put on hold, then enacted again, then put on hold. The courts seemed to be able to stop Trump’s unlawful executive orders, and Chinese RedNote users broadcasting to their American counterparts, the true quality of life in China. The uncertainty of that feels like a lifetime ago, as we have now seen the defunding of NPR, PBS, and the passing of the “Big Beautiful Bill”. This poem looks at this Fascist takeover and laughs at its pathetic contempt for people trying to live their lives… and eat cheeks.