Tonight's Poet Corner: Fuck Huck
Fuck Huck by Belinda Roddie Roger "Huck" Fields was a beer bellied, shotgun-toting, fever dreaming, conspiracy theory swigging, moonshine brewing, Confederate flag waving, racist and sexist and homophobic son of a bitch. Nobody in his neighborhood liked him, and damn well they shouldn't. Fuck Huck. I don't care if he dotes on his two admittedly adorable slobbering pit bulls. I couldn't give less of a shit that he volunteers at the soup kitchen every Sunday. I do not applaud the sob story he gives about his father pinching pennies to give his family a good life. His dad inherited five hundred million from his great-uncle. Fuck Huck. Fuck that guy. He just pretends he's a down-to-earth, hands-on, blue collar kind of guy when in truth, he's never had to work a single job in his life and will be buried in a golden fucking coffin with all his firearms and boa constrictor chains of ammunition. He uses the n-word. He disowned his gay daughter. He divorced two wiv