I’m sentimental, if you know what I mean
I love the country but I can’t stand the scene.
And I’m neither left or right
I’m just staying home tonight,
getting lost in that hopeless little screen.
But I’m stubborn as those garbage bags
that Time cannot decay,
I’m junk but I’m still holding up
this little wild bouquet:
Democracy is coming to the U.S.A.
─from “Democracy” by Leonard Cohen
What foul effluence issues forth from this Fountain of Truth that mingles the putrescent blood of innocents with the hollow glories by which it is shed?
What’s wrong with the chaps/ladies who are constrained to using the drinking fountain on the left, and who don’t seem to be getting any ?…
I know those are supposed to be the water fountains the R’s and D’s drink from but I have the urge to urinate in them.
Considering the awful koolaid they drink from these fountains already, does anyone think they would mind?
You’re a good man, Mr Fish – always telling it like it is. I admire you for that.
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