“Monday, Monday, can't trust that day
Monday, Monday, sometimes it just turns out that way
Oh Monday mornin' you gave me no warnin' of what was to be
Oh Monday, Monday, how could you leave and not take me” (‘Monday, Monday/Mamas, and Papas)
Monday, August 2, 2021…the first Monday of the month of August, a whole lot of stuff, which had been ruminating, resonating, percolating, festering, and finding fruition, even as most of us WISH IT WASN’T SO…I mean come on DUDE, COVID outbreaks, wasn’t that so Monday, Monday of 2020? I mean come on Bro, the denial of the Insurrection by the same politicians who participated either in its inception or at least were inspired by their own insipid lack of insight in support of Trump, wasn’t that so Monday, Monday winterish of 2021? Jim Crow revision each Monday, Monday of a new week, and hey man and hey woman, we know how that ruinous bit of history played on oh so man Monday, Mondays ago! And now the lack of will by the cowards calling themselves Dems, pretending that somehow BIPARTISIANSHIP is a word Moscow Mitch and his GQP Fascists ever use or wish to use, I mean how many more Monday, Mondays will it be until Mitch, (THE DICTATOR) regains power and IMMEDIATELY states on the record that THE FILLIBUSTER is no more!
Monday, Monday (bah-da bah-da-da-da)
It's here to stay (bah-da bah-da-da-da)
Oh Monday, Monday (bah-da bah-da-da-da)
Whoa Monday, Monday (bah-da bah-da-da-da) (‘Monday, Monday/Mamas, and Papas)
If all of this is just one more Monday, Monday, I cannot imagine, the reoccurring events of Tuesday/the Groundhog Day of Wednesday/the same old shit of Thursday/the shit show of Friday/the redundancy of Saturday/ and the shameful sham of Sunday!
