“Love is lovelier the second time around Just as wonderful with both feet on the ground
It's that second time you hear your love song sung”(The Second Time Around/Arthur L. Porter)
It's that second time you hear your love song sung”(The Second Time Around/Arthur L. Porter)
“Pass that by me one more time Once is never enough for my heart to hear Whoa-oh-oh, tell it to me one more time I can never hear enough while I got you near”(Do That To Me One More Time/Toni Tennille)
“I'd do anything you'd want me to.C'mon everybody Put some nickels in And keep that old nickelodeon playing Music, music, music” (Put Another Nickel In/Bernie Baum, Stephan Weiss)
Ya’ know how in trying to make the event last at least two days, so you fix the hemorrhaging bunting, patch, and tape the fallen slogans or posters, it looks the same but the bright bold glam and glitter almost seems like that flickering light bulb on your front porch, often time providing too much shadow and not enough zap of electricity. The stage for the SECOND DEMOCRAT CANDIDATE DEBATE had a kind of sheen to it that still held the sacred red, white and blue motif, but at first look, ya’ had to wonder were the flags at half-mast. Then wham bam thank you, ma’am, as in Kamala, the dull scenery and the lack of fresh paint was ignored as words and promises, deeds and gestures brought the morgue like setting a bit more alive!
Kids are still being detained, denied, and are dying, the Supremes’ latest hit, permits partisan voting districts decided ONLY for the purpose of keeping ONE Party in power, remain, climate change is something Jesus would never ever permit, because he loves the Earth and the six-week-old fetus, and its rapists or incest induced dad, Betsy DeVos remains Education Secretary selling brown-skinned kids to her adoption agencies, and the Kushner’s are not in jail.
This SECOND DEMOCRAT CANDIDATE DEBATE confab did speak louder and DID mention the Despot in the White House, and all, like loyal lemmings, raised their hands to purify some important issues regarding healthcare, and the welfare of this nation, should we actually hold elections in the future not decided by Putin and his puppet Republican Oligarchs. There were more earnest attempts to provide insight, and albeit the infighting was noticeable, it most likely left a few black and blue marks instead of wounds. And as politically correct as we like to find ourselves, the media still could not hold back from singling out the lady of color, the guy of homosexuality, the Septuagenarian and the thirty-somethings. There was much ado about somethings…and then again, I saw mouth moving, and heard very little!
Oh yeah, while all of this hubris is hanging around, the Supremes’ are now going to debate DACA, you know kind of like the cages ( The Trump Concentration Camps) and decide if kids brought into THIS country, knowing nothing else but living and contributing to America, should be torn away from the familiar and be tossed back to a place from which they KNOW NOTHING. Subpoenas have still been ignored, no trace of Eliot Ness or Melvin Purvis to the rescue, and Trump has decided to meet with his puppet master, Putin, (most likely to get the metallic implant fine-tuned or replaced with a better model). Trump told reporters it is none of their business as to what kind of discussion he and his BOSS will have, but then again no one in the Congress knows about that either!
We did a version of God Bless America last night, how proud we seem when our heads are up our own asses, and NEVER do anything about the present, just pretending that NEXT time things will be different. Next up for your listening pleasure will be “Isn't it rich? Isn't it queer? Losing my timing this late in my career But where are the clowns? There ought to be clowns Well, maybe next year”(Send In the Clowns/Stephen Sondheim)
