“If you're down and confused and you don't remember who you're talking too
concentration slips away cause you're baby is so far away”’ (Love the One “You’re/Stephen Stills)
concentration slips away cause you're baby is so far away”’ (Love the One “You’re/Stephen Stills)
There seems to be less of the term HERE, in America, during these desperate days of despots and doom…and more of a reliable reference to THERE, as in not in MY country, Boy (Confederate)/Senior (Spanish)/Almar (Arabic). A wall, a moat, a newly filled swamp full of Lobbyists, wealthy donors seeking a country of tax free perks for the rich, insecure people draped in some Flag of a once declared foreign nation waging war on the United States, be that Nazi or Confederate; all of these have fed the feckless self-appointed inferiority complexed, and the faithful to some God highjacked by self-anointed demigods to seemingly assume this land is MY land and not YOURS… “This land is my land, this land is your land, From the California to the New York Island From the Redwood Forest, to the gulf stream waters This land was made for you and me! (This Land is Your Land/Woody Guthrie).
A new form of “Brown Shirts”/the Secret Police/the Gestapo have been reincarnated as ICE/Border Patrol/and the ever all American as apple pie local Militia’s, all pretending they are either doing the governments business (of course “only following orders”, or doing the business for a government too weak or too big to handle a real man’s issue of saving the wife and kids from those brown-skinned PERVERTS! (And Please Spare Me the comments that I am either using too much HYPERBOLE/GRAVITAS/or poor COMPARISONS to a deferent kind of Fascism…because as we speak, kids are still just surviving in Concentration Camps/dying alone/separated from their families/or being rounded up and thrown into the same kind of corrals as cattle and pork ready for the slaughterhouses!)
We watch, we wonder, we ruminate, we worry…yet somehow the villain is still winning, the monster is standing in the closet, the creature under our beds and the Treasonous Trump continues to pillage our nation’s once great treasures of equality, freedom, and welcome!
“Bye, bye Miss American Pie Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry And them good ole boys were drinking whiskey and rye Singin' that'll be the day that I die This'll be the day that I die”(American Pie/Don Mc Lean)
