Dumb Un-American / Smart Parody

To quote their mission statement, the members of Founders Sing…

“… are committed to justice, democracy and the restoration of frikkin’ sanity; in the US and elsewhere.”

In our clip, above, these creative geniuses, have served up yet another of their superb parodies… in this instance their cover of Young Americans… one of David Bowie’s signature songs.

Obviously, not every stateside citizen is a Dumb American… but… as my late father and mother used to remind (during my formative years)…

It is possible to be judged by the profligates, who surround you.

Not wanting that to ever happen doth tempt me to track down and don a T-shirt plastered with the image of Trump… naturally inclusive of this apt disclaimer…

I’m NOT with stupid!

Of course, if I ever dared to do so, it’d be highly advisable to steer clear of a major NYC thoroughfare… namely… 5th Avenue.

 

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He Has Worn Out America’s Welcome Mat

 

Today we’ve learned that Dictator Donny wants to dodge / defy the U.S. Constitution to delay / dick up America’s free, presidential elections. Seeing how he spits contempt at every grand idea our Founding Fathers had envisioned for themselves… for posterity… we must conclude that the fake prez just can’t cut it as an American. One would think that, by now, he’d have thumbed his nose, whipped his finger, waved his final good-bye and cut and run.

Let’s face it. He’s the White House guest who has worn out America’s welcome mat.

While we should never get in the habit of booting Americans out of America, since he doesn’t want to be an American, anyway, in his case, we can make one exception… can we not? You know… just to indulge him?

It’s high time that the fake prez packs his bags and gets the hell out! Let him emigrate to Russia, where it’s a certainty that puppeteer Putin will welcome his puppet with open arms.

In the worst possible way, they are, indeed, kindred spirits. After all they both feel intense, perverse rapture for autocracies where the typical, scum of the earth despot stays in power till he drops dead.

The only unanswered question…

Would Big Bad Vlad install his protégé, Donny, as his heir apparent or court jester?

 

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Imagining the Unimaginable?

 

My long ago, public school system’s American History courses were vulnerable to revisionism. Both teachers and textbooks oft employed “noble” sounding phraseology, such as “Manifest Destiny”, in a feeble attempt to pretty up the aggressive expansionists’ land-grabs (oft involving ownership contested territory), which all but guaranteed battlefields strewn with bullet riddled, blood-splattered corpses.

Additionally, instructors / authors rarely, honestly portrayed North America’s early settlers as the ill-mannered invaders they usually were and conveniently failed to mention how, due to hubris and hostility, these frontiersmen could not, more likely, chose not to peaceably coexist with anyone.

The corroborating evidence is damning, e.g., their unconscionable enslavement of African-Americans, savage massacres of Native Americans and unwarranted internment of Asian-Americans.

More recently, settlers’ descendants, who’ve failed to learn one damned thing from America’s shameful past, opted to extend such indefensible, reprehensible conduct to pointlessly attack Iraq, which resulted in the barbaric torture and genocidal slaughter of Mesopotamian Arabs, inclusive of incalculable numbers of indigenous civilians.

The Framers of our Constitution did hint at the above-mentioned human frailties. Right within the Preamble, there’s mention of their desire to “form a more perfect union.”

And I’d certainly add that, although America remains imperfect, our homeland is still worthy of survival… if for no other reason than to ensure the continuance of our Founding Fathers’ Grand Experiment… to, someday, perhaps, even see it to glorious fruition. Who the hell knows, we may eventually, even get everything right, right?

But that won’t be easy. Americans are now at the mercy of the merciless ogre who has wedged his fat Fascist fanny into the chair behind the Oval Office desk. He’s not only the most undemocratic, most Un-American prez to ever be sworn in (and sworn at), he’s a science denier, to boot. As such, he’d never, ever want to participate in any experiment… grand or otherwise.

Of course, that’s not to say he would not delegate autocracy’s heavy lifting to his insidious, more industrious underlings… and then promptly take full credit for whatever subversive plot these mad scientists concoct to blow up the “science lab”, as it were.

Having such reservations, re that bastard, is why I now find myself fondly reconnecting to my day’s of yore classrooms… recollecting the awe I had experienced courtesy of my mentors’ lectures and my textbooks. After all, not all of my lessons had involved revisionists’ fabrications.

That’s why, I now find tears welling up in my eyes whenever I come to the realization that, while I had been born centuries too late to have ever lived through the Birth of America, I now live at a time where I cannot help but sense that something wicked (and previously unimaginable) is imminent… a far from blessed event, which no one would’ve ever believed possible… not even in our very worst nightmare…

The Death of America.

Election Day 2020 and its aftermath will determine whether or not that nightmare comes true.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

An Oval Office Orgy Averted?

 

The U.S. Constitution’s authors built in multiple provisions designed to prevent a sitting U.S. president from becoming a tyrant. Sounds good enough until we consider a musty, dusty Department of Justice legal precedent, which essentially said to all president tyrant wannabes, “More power to you!”

A few details: Back in 1973, the DOJ’s Office of Legal Counsel ruled that a criminal case brought against a sitting prez “would interfere with the President’s unique official duties, most of which cannot be performed by anyone else.”

To say the most: Just what we need… a mangy, bad-ass, scum of the Earth thug holed up in the Oval Office.

To say the least: That DOJ ruling does not translate out well within Trumpian Times.

Let’s scrutinize Donny’s “unique ‘official’ duties”…

Vegging out, daily and nightly, in front of his TV… cheering on his sycophantic, ego stroking, talking head idols over at FOX.

Constantly playing hooky / golf at the taxpayers’ expense (Air Force One flight crews / fuel AND Secret Service protection don’t [sic] come cheap).

Hmm… are these really, Really REALLY “duties” that “cannot be performed by anyone else”?

The only real up side to Donny’s avocations is how they interfere with his present-day vocation.

Considering his ongoing ♥ ♥ ♥ love affair ♥ ♥ ♥ with all things autocratic, GAWD HELP US ALL were this slacker to ever start applying himself.

Hell, there would be an Ideological Oval Office Orgy where he’d wind up effing America into Fascism.

 

 

 

 

An Exorcism of Evil Spirits? (Sunday Song Series)

Once-upon-a-time, Prohibition had been the political / theological crusade to “cure” Americans of their drinking problem… an attempted “dry-out” campaign, which [1] had predated (by multiple decades) the eventual, 1920 thru 1933, 18th U.S. Constitutional Amendment and [2] preceded (by nearly one century) this week’s blog topic.

In a sense, week #33 of our Sunday Song Series “re-ushers in” Prohibition and affords us a listen to the Wm. Jerome and Jack Mahoney composed / Edward Meeker performed…

Every Day Will Be Sunday When the Town Goes Dry

A brief rundown of the Prohibition pros and cons…

Eventually, this legislation was credited for reducing a slew of societal and literal ills… e.g., domestic abuse (and other moral / financial bankruptcy), workplace absenteeism / loss of productivity, cirrhosis of the liver, alcoholic psychosis, etc.

However, Organized Labor leader, Samuel Gompers, did astutely observe / lament that unlike most previous, federal level legislation, this time individual rights were restricted rather than expanded.

BTW… time permitting… also give a listen to this alcohol-related, British 1568 folk song… John Barleycorn… traditional arrangement and performance by Willow’s Drum…

While I’d like to believe that the 21st Amendment’s repeal of Prohibition had been to purge Democracy of Theocracy… the un- Constitutional mash-up of church and state… it is far more likely the primary motivation had been… what else… Capitalism. After all, Uncle Sam’s taxation of liquor had been… and still is… enriching.

If you’ve found this Sunday Song Series to have been musically / historically enriching, why not make a pilgrimage back to this site each Sunday?