The Preznit is at it again.
Jan. 11th, 2007 09:34 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
I was reminded of this classic Grateful Dead tune by a poster on Sugarmegs, and it perfectly describes Preznit Chimpy McF*ckface's "surge" nonsense. Also after the cut is a cartoon by Ben Sargent that perfectly encapsulates the entire situation.
Ship of Fools
Words by Robert Hunter; music by Jerry Garcia
Went to see the captain
strangest I could find
Layed my proposition down
Layed it on the line;
I won't slave for beggar's pay
likewise gold and jewels
but I would slave to learn the way
to sink your ship of fools
Ship of fools
on a cruel sea
Ship of fools
sail away from me
It was later than I thought
when I first believed you
now I cannot share your laughter
Ship of Fools
Saw your first ship sink and drown
from rocking of the boat
and all that could not sink or swim
was just left there to float
I won't leave you drifting down
but woah it makes me wild
with thirty years upon my head
to have you call me child
Ship of fools
on a cruel sea
Ship of fools
sail away from me
It was later than I thought
when I first believed you
now I cannot share your laughter
Ship of Fools
The bottles stand as empty
as they were filled before
Time there was and plenty
but from that cup no more
Though I could not caution all
I yet may warn a few:
Don't lend your hand to raise no flag
atop no ship of fools
Ship of fools
on a cruel sea
Ship of fools
sail away from me
It was later than I thought
when I first believed you
now I cannot share your laughter
Ship of Fools
No I cannot share your laughter
Ship of Fools

Ship of Fools
Words by Robert Hunter; music by Jerry Garcia
Went to see the captain
strangest I could find
Layed my proposition down
Layed it on the line;
I won't slave for beggar's pay
likewise gold and jewels
but I would slave to learn the way
to sink your ship of fools
Ship of fools
on a cruel sea
Ship of fools
sail away from me
It was later than I thought
when I first believed you
now I cannot share your laughter
Ship of Fools
Saw your first ship sink and drown
from rocking of the boat
and all that could not sink or swim
was just left there to float
I won't leave you drifting down
but woah it makes me wild
with thirty years upon my head
to have you call me child
Ship of fools
on a cruel sea
Ship of fools
sail away from me
It was later than I thought
when I first believed you
now I cannot share your laughter
Ship of Fools
The bottles stand as empty
as they were filled before
Time there was and plenty
but from that cup no more
Though I could not caution all
I yet may warn a few:
Don't lend your hand to raise no flag
atop no ship of fools
Ship of fools
on a cruel sea
Ship of fools
sail away from me
It was later than I thought
when I first believed you
now I cannot share your laughter
Ship of Fools
No I cannot share your laughter
Ship of Fools

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Date: 2007-01-11 04:11 pm (UTC)two thoughts...
Date: 2007-01-11 05:01 pm (UTC)--Albert Einstein
But if the cause be not Just, the king himself hath
a heavy reckoning to make, when all those legs and
arms and heads, chopped off in battle, shall join
together at the latter day and cry all 'We died at
such a place;' some swearing, some crying for a
surgeon, some upon their wives left poor behind
them, some upon the debts they owe, some upon their
children rawly left. I am afeard there are few die
well that die in a battle; for how can they
charitably dispose of any thing, when blood is their
argument? Now, if these men do not die well, it
will be a black matter for the king that led them to it.
--Shakespeare, "Henry V," Act IV, Scene 1
We really need a president who knows how to read...
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Date: 2007-01-11 05:29 pm (UTC)When the soul is driven to madness, who can stand?
When the souls of the oppressed fight in the troubled air that rages,
Who can stand?
When the whirlwind of fury comes from the throne of God,
When the frowns of his countenance drive the nations together,
Who can stand?
When Sin claps his broad wings over the battle, and sails rejoicing in the flood of death,
When the souls are torn to everlasting fire, and fiends of Hell rejoice upon the strain,
Oh who can stand?
Oh who has caused this?
Oh who can answer at the throne of God?
The Kings and the Nobles of the land have done it,
Hear it not Heaven, thy ministers have done it!
-William Blake.
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Date: 2007-01-15 03:10 am (UTC)--Henry Blake
On the other hand
Date: 2007-01-11 05:29 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-01-11 06:06 pm (UTC)I've been calling him "Sock Monkey" for quite some time. Would hate to think of f*cking that face.
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Date: 2007-01-11 11:29 pm (UTC)