60 stumps for obamaland.

each time we walk there are fewer trees. i get the bleak feeling obamaland will be denuded. the man has said it is his will to build a millennium park here. this will be the theme park of the kingdom of democracy, not a nature park. the central feature will be obama himself, immortalized in a blazing tower. the people's park will be his private wonderland. the life in his private paradise will be controlled by his majesty, the living things will be those deemed worthy to be his subjects. each stump is the wood headstone for each fallen tree, making way for the vision of the king of democracy. there will be nowhere for the dispossessed creatures or the enemies of democracy to hide. this is not the beginning, and not the end. all the trees have numbers, and when their number is up i want to give them stump numbers. how many trees for one tower, one towering man? his dominion spreads far beyond the footprint of his tower. i think this is called imminent domain, which is unbounded. the people's park, theft to hail the king of democracy. when they clear-cut the rest of the trees i will have to find a faster connection, for this one took longer than the chainsaw crew. i can't keep up with them with a slow connection. and i would like to picture the others before they fall.
now to be rational and fair-minded these trees may have been ill or dying or dead or invasive species, but to be rational and fair-minded to what ever natural life can survive with us, the prime invasive species, and since there seem to be less and less of species invasive or native, would it not be better to plant some more desirable trees and let them grow. it seems sadly ironic that the prime invasive decides who lives and who dies, who is in the neighborhood, and who has got to move.