Monkeys With Matches

Monkeys With Matches

By Jonathan ThymiusComedyStand-Up
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Monkeys With Matches episodes

  • Kamala

    Still I Rise

    "You may shoot me with your words, You may cut me with your eyes, You may kill me with your hatefulness, But still, like air, I'll rise." -Maya Angelou

    27 min
  • Question 3

    A voice said, look me in the stars and tell me truly, men of earth, if all the soul-and-body scars, were not too much to pay for birth.

    -Robert Frost

    23 min
  • Question 2

    A piece of gum lay on the ground, it's minty fresh taste long ago gone. It had been chewed and chewed until tired jaw. It bended my heart, my mind, my awe.

    20 min
  • Question 1

    Whoever fights monsters should see to it that in the process they do not become monsters. If you gaze long enough into an abyss, the abyss will gaze back into you. -Nietzsche

    22 min
  • Us Don't Have To Worry Bout Covid

    Prezident Cheezel deletes lockdown, deletes the World Health Organization, deletes the memory of George Floyd, then hunkers in his hunker bunker, hunkers with freedom fries at midnight, a lights out party at the House of White. His rancid data dump is oozing out of our phones, like they say go big or go home. Fires on the perimeter spell DOOM MF to the ticks, the fleas, and assorted blood suckers. Ominous weapons and vicious dogs in the streets, The Donald just keeps tweeting from his tweet cheat sheet. Hiding behind shooters shooting looting looters, no one really there, just a ripple of bad energy troubling the space time continuum zone, like they say go big or go home.

    Tear gas clouds obscure the Church of St Johns, where the Cheeseburger in Chief is goner than gone waving a Gideons Bible at the nation, this walk on bit player out of Revelations. Day of the Truffid starring the Emperor Werepig, a rogue Confederate booked for the POTUS gig, save us Sleepy Joe Biden, establishment clone, like they say go big or go home.

    Bigging up, Trumpettes rage, rage, against the bleating of the bright: take your virology and shove it brother, punching the air as killer cops break cover. VP Mike Palpatine silently hovers over the floor while a conga line of suckholes grooves out the door to home on the range where the bad boys all roam: like they say go big or go home.

    - Victor Billot

    29 min
  • Gaia's Had Enough
    On the day the world ends A bee circles a clover, A fisherman mends a glimmering net. Happy porpoises jump in the sea, By the rainspout young sparrows are playing And the snake is gold-skinned as it should always be. On the day the world ends Women walk through the fields under their umbrellas, A drunkard grows sleepy at the edge of a lawn, Vegetable peddlers shout in the street And a yellow-sailed boat comes nearer the island, The voice of a violin lasts in the air And leads into a starry night. And those who expected lightning and thunder Are disappointed. And those who expected signs and archangels' trumps Do not believe it is happening now. As long as the sun and the moon are above, As long as the bumblebee visits a rose, As long as rosy infants are born No one believes it is happening now. Only a white-haired old man, who would be a prophet Yet is not a prophet, for he's much too busy, Repeats while he binds his tomatoes: There will be no other end of the world, There will be no other end of the world. -Czeslaw Milosz
    17 min
  • The Nihilist

    The flowers betrayed The colors decayed Soaking with dismay It's death they might say Where they all lose and no one wins But this is how your life begins

    - anonymous

    15 min
  • Total Collapse
    Some say the world will end in fire, Some say in ice. From what I've tasted of desire, I hold with those who favor fire. But if it had to perish twice, I think I know enough of hate To say that for destruction ice Is also great. And would suffice. - R. Frost
    23 min
  • Nation State

    The heights by great men reached and kept Were not attained by sudden flight, But they, while their companions slept, Were toiling upward in the night. -Longfellow

    42 min
  • COVID Calling

    What are heavy? Sea-sand and sorrow; What are brief? Today and tomorrow; What are frail? Spring blossoms and youth; What are deep? The ocean and truth.

    - Christina Rossetti

    41 min

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A Comedian a Musician and a Jew is a podcast featuring comedy, music, philosophy and snarky comment.