Ira Flatow, as you sit in your WNYC studio,
year after year, pushing your finger
to silence the blinking lights of
those who call in for the animals,
as you promote the vast enslavement
of primates, you have a temporary
power. But the friends of the shivering
with fright chimps, of the toxin sickened
orangutangs, irradiated baboons..
are daily gathering power.
God, Creator of all monkeys, remove
you now from the air waves.. until
you learn what compassion is.