Tuesday, November 5, 2019

100 Bottles of beer

100 Bottles of Beer on the Wall, one of the most irritating, yet time reduction songs I have ever had the privilege of hating while loving at the same time. The song seems endless, and when I was a counselor and the first time campers were a little anxious about a bus ride, or a walk in the woods to discover their plot for a campout, 100 Bottles of Beer on the Wall, was a lifesaver…however unlike many a defibrillator, once used, it must be recharged so the next time it is able to save a life, 100 of Bottles of Beer on the Wall,  can never be used for returning campers, and IS not a lifesaver and is immediately found to be a fraud of a song! No matter how well behaved your campers were, once you introduce the idea of wasting away time by singing 100 Bottle of Beer on the Wall, the boos from the peanut gallery become quite overwhelming. 

I hear that haunting melody run through my head, maybe the better word is rummage through my head, each time there is a new subpoena issued and ignored, a new version of what a quid pro quo is and isn’t, one more Cabinet member accused of fraud or felony, a Trump spawn pretending that fame and wealth, crime and con were not handed to them on a silver spoon, and that the latest polling is showing this or that Dem in the lead, OR that no matter what the nation as a whole gives one shit about the treason of Trump, because they still believe he is the Golden Child. Back to the song 100 Bottles of Beer on the wall! I have had few travels on busses or hikes or moving from one place to another where we actually finished the son with No Bottles of Beer on the Wall, or at least the entirety of the group singing it. I have been hearing 100 Bottles of Beer on the wall since 2016, over and over and over.

I believe Speaker Pelosi is as smart a politician as they make them, I admire Rep Adam Schiff, and Jerry Nadler, I know, at least I pray they KNOW exactly how timing should be paced to IMPEACH and REMOVE Trump, but HONEST TO GOD  (The God I believe in, not the one who makes house calls to perverted misogynists homophobes or Evangelical American Taliban), I am dying here. Each day something Obama did well, is attacked and tried to be erased. Each day more real people have come forward to explain the shadow government run by Giuliani or Barr. Each day another pompous PR seeking GOP jerk like Jim Jordan, Mark Meadows or Matt Gaetz try and highjack the checks and balances of government. Each day Senators, like, McConnell/Graham/Rubio/Cruz/Burr paid and profiting from Russian Oligarch change their stories, hoping truth is never in the final ending. Each day Trump remains in office, all I hear is the song 100 Bottles of Beer on the Wall. I am Jewish, but IS THIS Purgatory?