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Thursday, August 18, 2005

The Gory Details

Not only can I not manage to get to Crawford, I didn't even make it to one of the many hundreds of vigils that were organized by MoveOn.org last night. This whole Cindy Sheehan thing is just amazing to me - I mean, how do you set up camp *anywhere* in this country and not get arrested for trespassing? Ever tried sleeping in a parking lot at night? Cops will bust you. The only place a transient can safely sleep in a car in the USA is at Wal-Mart - Sam Walton believed in it. It's one of the only reasons I can actually justify shopping there. (And the prices...amazing...and yes, I know how they get that low.)

Seriously, though - is this really a case of a Mr. Smith Goes to Washington or is Carville or some other smart political operative behind this whole thing? I'm betting it's a fluke and she's a nobody, if for no other reason than that they Democrats haven't had a flak smart enough or bold enough to come up with an idea this cool. In any case, I sorta wish I was there - but not enough to drive the 700 miles to get there.

I found something I like so much I think I'm going to repost it. My friend Hart Williams has a blog way up yonder in Oregon where he writes snaky & snarky political commentary. He's a fellow traveller and damn proud of it, from what I can tell. Here's his "Battle Hymn of the Neo-Cons" for your reading pleasure.

The Battle Hymn of the NeoCons

Mine eyes have seen the gory
from a useless foreign war
They are trampling out the protest
for what we used to stand up for
We are sending troops to Baghdad
to get shot up more and more

The lie keeps marching on.

Gory, Gory in Fallujah
Gory, Gory what's it to ya?
If you ain't in agreement, well
then screw ya,

The lie keeps marching on.


In the glory of mendacity
George sent troops across the sea
with a perfidy in his bosom
that flim-flammed you and me
as they die to protect oil wells
he says they die for you and me

The lie keeps marching on.

Gory, Gory Mesopotamia
Disagree and they'll defame ya
Keep yer mouth shut -- who can blame ya?

The lie keeps marching on.

by Hart Williams

One more tidbit - this piece in the Washington Psst by Jim Hoaglund.
I frankly have been utterly mindblown that Bush would hide like a coward from this woman, regardless of whether or not he has anything reasonable to offer her. But then again - if he didn't refuse, there'd be no standoff, and no global media event in Crawford. Why does he thinks refusing to meet with her is working for him?

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