Is Dennis Kucinich tilting at windmills? Perhaps, but I don’t care. In a world where children are setting the example and shaming adults into action, where our man-child and chief pouts in bed with his Diet Coke and McDonald’s cheeseburgers, where our congressional representatives scurry for cover like cockroaches when the lights come on in the kitchen at 2:12 a.m., where a Russian president does what a long line of first secretaries could not, where a few fossil-fuel-loving billionaires are allowed to roast our planet, f*ck it has become a sonnet. Less than two weeks ago I said that I would be backing (the "safe" candidate), Richard Cordray. I was wrong. I was stupid. Dennis Kucinich is not safe, but he is right. Two pieces, one local and the other national, tell the story: