We need a new conservatism in our country that is worthy of the name. We need liberals willing to speak out on the threat our daft politics poses to our influence in the world. We need moderates who do more than stick their fingers in the wind to calculate the halfway point between two political poles.
And, yes, we need to reform a Senate that has become an embarrassment to our democratic claims.
Thursday, July 29, 2010
Quote of the Day - E.J. Dionne, Jr.
Wednesday, July 28, 2010
Monday, July 26, 2010
Song of the Day - My Vision
I have been a fan of Seal (Henry Olusegun Olumide Adeola Samuel) for a number of years now. Two of my favorite songs are Love's Divine and My Vision. The drive back from Vegas was long yesterday but I was still on my Netroots Nation high and I replayed this more than a couple of times. It is one of those songs that make you want to dream and wax romantic.
Lyrics
I feel like the sun,
I feel like the rain
I feel like I just found reason for living again
'Cause what I've been feeling,
I know that it's real
I know there's just no changing the way I feel
You're into my head
I'm out of my mind
I feel like I've just found reason for being alive
And I have a secret
I think you should know
I feel like I just can't keep it
It's deep within me
And I feel like I'm losing control
Can you see my vision
Of a red hot summer in white?
When love was the feeling
With no indecision
We were turning that key inside
To get in the moment
We live in a dream,
I see you today
I feel like all my fears are fading away
Been waiting so long for something new
I feel like a constant craving for being with you
And I have a secret I think you should know
I feel like I just can't keep it
It's deep within me
And I know that I'm losing control...
CHORUS
Can you see my vision
Of a red hot summer in white?
When love was the feeling,
When love was the feeling
When love was the feeling,
When love was the feeling
I have a secret,
I think you should know
I feel like I just can't keep it
It's deep within me
And it's deep within me
And it's deep within me
And it's deep within me
And it's deep within me
And it's deep within me
And it's deep within me
And it's deep within me
And I feel like I'm losing control
CHORUS
Can you see my vision
Of a red hot summer in white?
When love was the feeling,
When love was the feeling
When love was the feeling,
When love was the feeling. (feeling echo fade)
Quote of the Day - My Antonia
Men are all right for friends, but as soon as you marry them they turn into cranky old fathers, even the wild ones. They begin to tell you what's sensible and what's foolish, and want you to stick at home all the time. I prefer to be foolish when I feel like it, and be accountable to nobody.
Source: Cather, Willa. My Antonia
Sunday, July 25, 2010
Saturday, July 24, 2010
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Sunday, July 18, 2010
thinking about Whitman's (lack of a) voting record and that Schoolhouse Rock video "Sufferin' Till Suffrage." http://tinyurl.com/6ph7vo
Saturday, July 17, 2010
Song of the Day - California Über Alles
It's not often that you find a punk song about Jerry Brown--sung in his perspective calling for a hippie-fascist vision of America--with roots in the Third Reich. The title of the song is an allusion to the first stanza of the German national anthem that used to start with "Deutschland, Deutschland über alles" ("Germany, Germany above all"). I wonder if the Dead Kennedys will update it should he become the youngest and oldest governor ever elected in California.
Lyrics
I am Governor Jerry Brown
My aura smiles
And never frowns
Soon I will be president...
Carter Power will soon go away
I will be Fuhrer one day
I will command all of you
Your kids will meditate in school
Your kids will meditate in school!
[Chorus:]
California Uber Alles
California Uber Alles
Uber Alles California
Uber Alles California
Zen fascists will control you
100% natural
You will jog for the master race
And always wear the happy face
Close your eyes, can't happen here
Big Bro' on white horse is near
The hippies won't come back you say
Mellow out or you will pay
Mellow out or you will pay!
[Chorus]
Now it is 1984
Knock-knock at your front door
It's the suede/denim secret police
They have come for your uncool niece
Come quietly to the camp
You'd look nice as a drawstring lamp
Don't you worry, it's only a shower
For your clothes here's a pretty flower.
DIE on organic poison gas
Serpent's egg's already hatched
You will croak, you little clown
When you mess with President Brown
When you mess with President Brown
[Chorus]





