Preacher Mike's Miracle

Maurice Clemmons, sentenced to over 100 years in prison, was granted clemency by Arkansas governor Mike Huckabee in 2000.  Clemmons, one of many felons to receive special  treatment from Huckabee, had shown a propensity for antisocial behaviour before he was out of his teens.  Violent robberies and attacks should have been clue enough for the conservative governor but Huckabee receives his marching orders from God.  Gene Lyons who writes for the Indiana Gazette says it best:

"During the former Baptist minister's decade as Arkansas' governor, it appeared that no matter how heinous his crimes, all an inmate had to do for a pardon was drop to his knees, praise Jesus and persuade some preacher known to Huckabee of his newfound holiness. ``Everybody knows that Mike Huckabee makes up his mind what to do by what God tells him to do,'' said one minister who gained clemency for a prisoner serving 100 years for the strong-arm robbery of elderly neighbours."  (See entire article.)

Last week we were all saddened by the senseless, execution style, slaying of four police officers as they sat in a Washington state coffee shop preparing for their shift.   The slayer was none other than Huckabee's miracle convert, Maurice Clemmons.  Huckabee in an interview with Bill O'Reilly on Fox News, shifted most of the blame on the Arkansas parole board and the Washington State criminal justice system.  Saint O'Reilly, as might be expected,  publicly exonerated his fellow "fair and balanced" commentator  by saying the tragedy  was not his (Huckabees) fault.   

The following poem is dedicated to Preacher Mike.

Remove My Chains

I am one with Jesus and

if that pleases

remove my chains

Let me beat and choke you with them

you are part of my destiny to become

the evil that forever follows

into the darkest of forests

feel my breath on your neck

turn around

you will not see me

I am still behind you

I am one with Jesus and

if that pleases

take away this orange jumpsuit

Help me to appear naked before you

I enjoy your discomfort

the more outrageous I am

the bigger the conversion

I am one with Jesus and

if that pleases

send me out into your pretty world

I'll kill all you bitches

I'll drink your blood and eat your dead flesh

your babies will be sweet

ripe for fornication

I'll fly to Heaven

an leave you in Hell

Go ahead

pardon my sins in Jesus' name

and when I kill your friends

it will be as if you did it

they were slowly killing each other any way

I am one with Jesus and

if that pleases

write my story

tell them

I am not interested in their piddling problems

I piss on their grief

Man up!

for you are

the one who caused it.