Wednesday, November 28, 2007

Slick Willie

Yikes...are things really that desperate in the Clinton camp that Bill comes out with a whopper like this:


"'Even though I approved of Afghanistan and opposed Iraq from the beginning', said Clinton, 'I still resent that I was not asked or given the opportunity to support those soldiers'[...]

I supported the President when he asked the Congress for authority to stand up against weapons of mass destruction in Iraq', said Clinton in 2003 while delivering commencement remarks at Tougaloo College in Jackson, Miss."


I actually remember being thoroughly disillusioned as, one by one, everybody bought Bush's bullshit. I wondered "Doesn't anybody read the paper? I was contacted about relief efforts in Iraq-they were looking for money, there was a humanitarian crises as a result of the sanctions from the first Gulf War. The No Fly Zone. Why the fuck is everybody (except for Blix, who was there) saying this guy has the bomb?"

They back away now, hoping that nobody will notice. I noticed. We noticed.

See...revisionism isn't just a Karl Rove/NeoCon thing...

And people wonder why I'm tooth and nail against another Clinton...

Monday, November 26, 2007

John Edwards

Iniatially, I was excited about John Edwards's campaign. He was, and remains, the only candidate really running on the idea that we have become enslaved to corporate interests, that the bulk of us are becoming poorer, and we haven't a hope in hell of ever reaching our parents level of wealth and comfort.

The question is, perhaps, at this increasingly late hour, whether he can go over the top in Iowa. Is his message resonating, or is he saddled as a loser? Is his message genuine?

Small Favors

You know its gonna be a good week already:

"Sen. Trent Lott of Mississippi, the Senate's No. 2 Republican, plans to resign his seat by the end of the year, congressional and Bush administration officials said Monday."

Saturday, November 24, 2007

The Swan

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...think I'm goin back

Seventeen years ago, the world lost one of its guiding lights-

It's the idea of an ugly duckling growing into a beautiful swan-
a bucky persian kid with a certain taboo proclivity and an outsized imagination
a messenger for you all
come to save you, save you
brothers and sisters, are you ready for salvation?
are you ready to do anything and everything bigger louder prouder
ready to stomp and drink and fuck in feather boa, prance and preen
and dream?
are you ready, Freddie?
are you?

-shortly after, I painted this information on my black BC Rich Warlock bass guitar, the kind you might of seen Nikki Six playing in 1984, in white nail polish, wrote more poetry, wore what I imagined would be a more appropriately blousy shirts, and formed a band, some how sad that, because I was so young, I had missed out, realizing that everybody, everywhere, had suddenly become young like me, because they now had to miss out, too.