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2026-10-04

Whataboutism

The art of deflection wherein one injustice is purported to be more grave than another.

You've witnessed whatabouters whatabout each other, which is what we call a war of whatabouting.

The one-uppers might as well be cockadoodling 'cause nobody can hear above the shoutabouting.

It's energy sucking.

Such a big kerfuffle
Feathers all ruffled
Gobble gobble gobble
Turkeys squawk and squabble

Every ism’s gotta schism.
Every schism has an ism.
Prove me wrong.
And I'll bet you a Benjamin.

You’d think we’re all doomed,
that we all got the itis.
We're all inflamed,
every last one of us.

Arthritis
Colitis
Fasciitis

Ask ‘em to do the dishes and they’ll give you stink-eye-tis. It's contagious.

Now my little whatabouters have whataboutitis.

Finn and Fiona at the dining room table in mirrored sunglasses, doing their best too-cool-for-this faces.

This poem is from my book, Fraternal Youth. Get it wherever you buy books.

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