TRUMP WANTS THE WORLD TO BE OBSESSED WITH TRUMP
And why not? Trump’s lies, wafting through the air like yesterday’s baccalà, have become a major contributor to climate change. The Trump name alone, already synonymous with Cheese Whiz, has appeared more times and in more places than any other moniker in the history of our planet.
The funny, wicked, and brilliant political parodies in Paul Fericano’s newest collection of poems, Things That Go Trump in the Night: Poems of Treason and Resistance, help us imagine what it would be like if everything–government, education, religion, music, art, literature, film, cartoons, nursery rhymes, and every facet of consumer and popular culture–was all about Trump.
Using his skill as a narrative poet, Paul Fericano takes on a president who hates being mocked almost as much as he hates to read. From “The Adventures of Huckleberry Trump” and “Trump with the Wind,” to “The Ghost of Hamlet” and “William Carlos Williams Trumps Himself,” Fericano is that rare breed of poet who tells the truth with a laugh.
“A searing and timely lampoon of the juvenile Trump dictum, and the courageous satirist who rescues truth from delusion.” – Barack Obama
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Paul Fericano is a working class poet, satirist and social activist. He is the author of The Hollywood Catechism (Silver Birch Press) and several more poetry and prose books and chapbooks, including Interview with the Scalia, Commercial Break, Driving to Reno with Freud, and Loading the Revolver With Real Bullets. He is the editor and co-founder of Yossarian Universal (1980), the nation’s first parody news service, and he is a founder of SafeNet, an advocacy group that assists survivors of clergy sexual abuse by fixing on healing and restorative justice; he also writes an online column about this work, A Room with a Pew.
Since 1971, his poetry and prose have appeared, disappeared and reappeared in various underground and above-ground literary and media outlets in this country and abroad, including: The Antarctic Review, Inside Joke, Mother Jones, Poetry Now, Projector, The Realist, Saturday Night Live, SoHo Arts Weekly, Vagabond, The Wormwood Review, and Catavencu Incomod (Romania), Charlie Hebdo (Paris), Il Male (Italy), Krokodil (Moscow), Pardon (Germany), Punch (London) and Satyrcón (Argentina). Paul Fericano received the Howitzer Prize for his poem, “Sinatra, Sinatra,” an award he himself created and exposed as a literary hoax to reveal the absurd nature of competitive awards. The following year, Commercial Break received both the Prix de Voltaire (Paris) and the Ambrose Bierce Prize (San Francisco) for upholding the traditions of socio-political satire. He resides on the San Francisco peninsula.
With all due respect to Billy Collins, there is no poet in America today as seriously funny as Paul Fericano.