“Like a leaf clings to a tree,
please cling to me.
We are creatures of the wind.
Wild is the wind.”
—Wild is The Wind

“Like a leaf clings to a tree,
please cling to me.
We are creatures of the wind.
Wild is the wind.”
—Wild is The Wind

by Chan Marshall
Once I wanted to be the greatest
No wind or waterfall could stall me
And then came the rush of the flood
Stars of night turned deep to dust
Melt me down
Into big black armor
Leave no trace of grace
Just in your honor
Lower me down
To culprit south
Make ‘em wash a space in town
For the lead
And the dregs of my bed
I’ve been sleepin’
Lower me down
Pin me in
Secure the grounds
For the later parade
Once I wanted to be the greatest
Two fists of solid rock
With brains that could explain
Any feeling
Lower me down
Pin me in
Secure the grounds
For the lead
And the dregs of my bed
I’ve been sleepin’
For the later parade
Once I wanted to be the greatest
No wind or waterfall could stall me
And then came the rush of the flood
Stars of night turned deep to dust
Questions I’ve received ad nauseam over the past few months:
So, maybe I should blog about it.
So. The Republicans.
Ron Paul
Ron Paul has some interesting ideas, though he’s such a purist with those ideas that he might as well identify himself as a Dixiecrat. For those of you unaware, the Dixiecrats were a splinter of the Democratic party in 1948, when a group of Southerners at the convention were displeased with the growing trend of Democrats’ support of President Truman’s Committee on Civil Rights and an end to racial discrimination in the military (this is back when the South was predominantly Democratic, before they all became Republicans during and after the ’60s.)
The Dixiecrats, in all their glory, ended up carrying 39 electoral votes in the Presidential election, including Louisiana, Mississippi, Alabama, South Carolina, and one electoral vote from Tennessee.
The reason I compare Paul to the Dixiecrats, is because Dixiecrat apologists defended their positions by using the Constitution as a sort of shield. They claimed the steps being taken by the government were unconstitutional — whenever accused of racism or bigotry, they simply went back to the constitution, if they felt the need to defend themselves. Hell, even Paul has voiced his concern over the unconstitutionality of the Civil Rights Act. I give him credit for remaining consistent and true to his beliefs, but I will never vote for, nor encourage anyone to vote for him because I believe his views are archaic and would only destabilize our nation and its people.
Also, I don’t think enough Americans take him seriously enough to be a serious threat.
Rick Santorum
Rick Santorum is another candidate who is able to say that he’s stood his ground and that his views have remained consistent and that he’s a true conservative.
But, what’s more important than remaining consistent and standing your ground is WHAT you’re standing for.
Rick Santorum is like an upgraded version of Ron Paul. He’s not engaging in any racist quips, which would have defined a bigoted candidate forty years ago. No, instead he’s what I would refer to as a New Wave bigot.
To save my writing time and expand on your knowledge, here’s a list of outrageous statements Santorum made while touring Iowa. And, yes, it’s from a liberal website, but do you honestly think FoxNews would promote this side of Santorum’s character? Good point. Anyway, read that list.
Mitt Romney
Mitt Romney was probably the most viable candidate, all along, as far as winning the Presidential election goes. However, in this primary, he’s become SO MUCH MORE conservative that his usual, he’s been running from his record, going back on previous positions, and alienating many moderates in the process.
The biggest problem with the Republican Party, today, is that it’s become more about The Conservative than The Republican. And, in doing so, chances of appealing to voters across the spectrum are shot.
Even the Democratic Party has a wing of conservatives and it could definitely be argued that Obama has been more of a centrist President than not (how about that indefinite detention, Barry O?).
But, with Romney’s recent positions, I believe he has done a bang-up job of alienating all liberals and many moderates who would have looked to him as a sort of anti-Obama choice.
And, if and when he runs from his recent dive into excessive conservatism, he will alienate everyone else by being the inconsistent flip-flopper that he is (no offense, John Kerry).
Newt Gingrich
Then, there’s Newt Gingrich. He’s probably my favorite of all the Republican candidates. He’s well spoken, he’s a conservative, but with some liberal leanings, he’s fairly balanced, but he’s not too consistent. He also has record-amnesia, as he seems to have forgotten that he was the Republican Speak of the House a little over ten years ago.
I also don’t think he has much of a chance on the national scale, competing in a total Presidential race, because so many voters do remember him from his days in Congress.
He would be the Republican John Kerry. Flippity-flop.
Conclusion
“My President is black.” —Young Jeezy
Also: Love you John Kerry.
Hallelujah
Martin Sexton
“Hallelujah” by Martin Sexton
Hallelujah
Does Satan wear a suit and tie
Or does he work at the Dairy Queen
Does he listen to rock and roll
Does he feed the mean
Singing Hallelujah
What about Jesus
Didn’t he do it too?
Hang out with prostitutes
And have a drink or two.
Power of example
My mama said it and I heard
She says one ounce of action
Beats a ton of words.
Singing Hallelujah.
Mama said there would be angels
Mama said there would be sun
Is the devil in Elvis to go where no white man went
Or hiding in Hugh Hefner’s body or maybe even Larry Flynt.
Say, hows about the President shielding all them stones
Man if I could find a shield like that I’d run ‘round naked
in my glass home.
Sippin’ Hallelujah
I think my angel’s gone to Vegas
Sippin’ Hallelujah
Holding aces in her hand. Hallelujah
As she’s singing rock of ages. Hallelujah
On the table at the Sands. Hallelujah
Does Satan wear a suit and tie or
Does he work at the Dairy Queen.
Does he listen to rock and roll
Does he feed the mean
Streak in all of us.
All us saints here on earth
Hypnotized and over-advertised
‘Til we’re numb at birth
Singing Hallelujah
And my angel’s turning pages
Singing Hallelujah
And she just don’t understand. Hallelujah
That the devil’s hot on her trail. Hallelujah
On the road to broken promised land. Hallelujah
On the TV and the radio. Hallelujah
Good and evil look the same to you
Driving around town, early morning, with the roommate. We went to McDonald’s, where they fucked up my order twice. I wanted Egg and Cheese. I wanted Cheese! But I didn’t say anything when they gave me the egg without the cheese. The syrupy pancake buns were enough for me. We, then, proceeded to drive around town, with the windows down and the stereo up — listening to Michelle Branch, of course. It was weird, because he knew more of the lyrics than I did… and it’s my CD. Then, that guy in the Wal*Mart parking lot thought it was necessary to mouth obscenities and throw his hands in the air when he attempted to turn into the same row in the parking lot. I gave him the thumbs up. Much like the old man who shot two middle fingers in my direction. I just smiled and threw a positive thumb in his face.
“Are you happy now?”
Two times, today, I picked up my roommate (Brown Bear) from the dorm to go run errands (Cane’s and Wal*Mart).
When I picked him up at the back of the dorm, to get dinner, I was listening to The Smashing Pumpkins. The song was “Zero” off of Mellon Collie and the Infinite Sadness. I had the volume up and the first lyrics to play after he opens the door to the truck was:
Wanna go for a ride?
It was awesome.
After that, I had been studying, off-campus, for a test and called to see if he needed to run to Wal*Mart. I, then, picked him up at the front of the dorm. This time, I was listening to “The Perfect Drug” by Nine Inch Nails, from the Lost Highway soundtrack. This time, he opened the door and Trent Reznor yells:
I come along but I don’t know where you’re taking me.
I feel like the next time we have to run somewhere, I’ll be listening to Norah Jones.
Come away with me… in the night…
No Hard Feelings
The Bloodhound Gang
Listening to Bloodhound Gang, driving around, and this decided to rear its ugly head.
All I can hear is, “Ain’t my job to fuck you on your birthday.”
Good thing my birthday’s not for another hour-and-a-half.
I Know It's Over
The Smiths
Oh Mother, I can feel the soil falling over my head
And as I climb into an empty bed
Oh well. Enough said.
I know it’s over - still I cling
I don’t know where else I can go
Oh Mother, I can feel the soil falling over my head
See, the sea wants to take me
The knife wants to slit me
Do you think you can help me?
Sad veiled bride, please be happy
Handsome groom, give her room
Loud, loutish lover, treat her kindly
(Though she needs you
More than she loves you)
And I know it’s over - still I cling
I don’t know where else I can go
Over and over and over and over
I know it’s over
And it never really began
But in my heart it was so real
And you even spoke to me, and said:
“If you’re so funny
Then why are you on your own tonight?
And if you’re so clever
Then why are you on your own tonight?
If you’re so very entertaining
Then why are you on your own tonight?
If you’re so very good-looking
Why do you sleep alone tonight?
I know …
‘Cause tonight is just like any other night
That’s why you’re on your own tonight
With your triumphs and your charms
While they’re in each other’s arms…”
It’s so easy to laugh
It’s so easy to hate
It takes strength to be gentle and kind
Over, over, over, over
It’s so easy to laugh
It’s so easy to hate
It takes guts to be gentle and kind
Over, over
Love is Natural and Real
But not for you, my love
Not tonight, my love
Love is Natural and Real
But not for such as you and I, my love
Oh Mother, I can feel the soil falling over my head
(Source: alackofoxygen)
Waking up with Leonard Cohen.
Remember the slideshow I said I was making for Grandma’s 80th?
I finally finished it and uploaded it to YouTube, so that some family who will not be in attendance can have the opportunity to see it.
Two parts I want to point out, that I’m particularly proud of are:
1. The lyric, “she weaves a blanket to cover me” transitions to a photo of Grandma with both of her children when they were very young.
2. The lyric, “she keeps her babies safe and warm” is played while a photo of my dad, his brother, my cousin, and I are in the photo with her.
Not gonna lie, I’m pretty excited about seeing her reaction. The singer/songwriter of the song approved, so I hope the “subject” of the slideshow is just as (hopefully more) enthusiastic.
California… California… Here we come.
I stand with Common.
Jon Stewart, once again, exposes FoxNews’ blatant hypocrisy and bias.
Whodathunkit?