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Throw the bums out…

A Whole 'Nother New Morning

Since I’ve written before in this space about being an anti-war, environmentally concerned Republican (unnecessary war only benefits the arms dealers and a dead planet is bad for business — what’s hard to understand about that?) I figure it’s probably appropriate for me to announce some changes around here…

I wish the GOP was still the party of Lincoln, civil rights, and honest, responsible government. But that fantasy is unsustainable.

It’s not a perfect fit — but I’m now a Democrat. That’s right, a capital-D Democrat.

And, like a lot of folks walking away from my former party, I’ve been drawn steadily to the new guy.

Not only is he likable — he’s whip smart and serious in a way that seems to elevate the dialog away from the same old do-anything-say-anything-to-get-elected politics of his closest rival for his party’s nomination.

Do I have qualms? Sure, I’m a fiscal conservative and he’s… well… he’s kind of a progressive.

But when’s the last time there was a genuine fiscal conservative Republican in the White House? That would be… not in my half-century-plus of memory. No, the Republicans who’ve crossed that threshold have been, by and large, disgraceful spend-and-borrow profligates and any cursory investigation of the ups and downs of US deficits and total debt will throw that into stark and unmistakable relief.

And those Republican spendthrifts have by and large thrown away the money enriching their cronies and donors — often as not on weapons systems that do not work as advertised and erode the security of the U.S.

So, while I’d certainly be more comfortable if someone, somewhere was promising smaller budgets — and might actually be counted on to deliver them (ah, there’s always the rub) — I’m actually more comfortable with someone who wants to put his spending to use in actually improving the lot of U.S. citizens instead of greedy, corrupt warmongering arms makers.

I’m voting for Obama, today.

[reprise]
A Whole ‘Nother New Morning

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Lyin’ Cheatin’ Baby Daddy Dog Little Boy

Baby Daddy

When I saw the article on MSNBC’s website, yesterday, I knew I had to write this song.

Of course, teen pregnancy is no joking matter.

And I’d like to think that the young people at the heart of the gossip blog post above do take their lives and the creation of a third life seriously.

But I gotta tell you — I had to laugh when I saw that Lynn Spears — Britney and Jamie Lynn Spears’ mom — was putting aside her book project indefinitely to address this latest Spears family crisis. The subject of her book? Tips on parenting…

[warning: the f-word is audible in this song]

Lyin’ Cheatin’ Baby Daddy Dog Little Boy

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Lyin’ Cheatin’ Baby Daddy Dog Little Boy

Listen to me brother — I
just can’t stay quiet anymore
We all saw it coming
knew you’d be sneakin’ out the door

no matter what she’s done
she’s got feelings
she’s not your trinket toy
You’re just a Lyin’ Cheatin’
Baby Daddy Dog Little Boy

she’s confused, she’s scared
what can you expect
she’s just a kid and now
her whole life is wrecked

Everything she thought she knew
everything she heard from you: suspect
she’s just a kid and now
her whole life is wrecked

Listen to me brother
you really f—-d up tonight
but you could start tomorrow
start to put things right

no matter what she’s done
she’s got feelings
she’s not your trinket toy
You’re just a Lyin’ Cheatin’
Baby Daddy Dog Little Boy

(C)2008, TK Major

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Long Gone Sunday

Long Gone Sunday

Just after dawn the birds wake each other up.

On Sundays, very early, you could sit in a certain spot in my old backyard, with a leafy canopy above you and the vine covered garage and overgrown yard before you, with the gentle sound of the little fountain* in the background and, for a little while, forget you were in the city. Kind of.

*Not the pond in the picture but the source of the background audio in the improvised guitar instrumental below.

Long Gone Sunday

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(C)2007, TK Major

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It’s just one trainwreck after another…

Trainwreck Life
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I‘m no good at being noble.

But it doesn’t take much to see that the problems of one little person don’t amount to a hill of beans in this crazy world.

Someday you’ll understand that.

Not now.

That’s what I told my cat when I sat her down to finally spill those very same beans on the global warming situation.

Sweetheart, I told her, the world has always been ending… the gravity pulling us toward the edge of the abyss is sometimes the only thing keeping us moving forward… but I know you’re worried about the polar bears. And I am too.

It may be too late for them and it’s always too late for us…

But we’ve got each other.

And we’ll always have that…in the cosmic sense, anyhow.

Trainwreck Life

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Trainwreck Life
(working title)

It’s just one trainwreck after another
it’s just one disaster followin’ the t’other
It’s a wonder I can get back on my feet
to fall again

Some catastrophe
Some calamity
more adversity
more insanity
it’s the way it goes in the world
of mice and men

Cataclysm and devastation
tragedy and desolation
yet I know it’s the way it goes
my friend

double debacles and treble trouble*
cauldron of misfortune set to boil and bubble
I’ve seen the future it’s
more of the same to the end

Waterloo was just a hiccup
Little Big Horn just all a big mixup
When everything is ashes
maybe we can all be friends

Suns explode and worlds collide
all us little specks along for the ride
the fabric of time and space
someday willl mend

Cataclysm and devastation…

Suns explode and worlds collide
all us little specks along for the ride
in the end it all — comes down to the end

2007-10-28
(C)2007, TK Major

*It came to my attention after writing this song that I, for my whole life,  had been using the number three pronunciation of debacle. After that realization, every time I heard someone using the number one, soft a [ah] (or the never-heard-’round-these-parts second-preferred short a), it bugged me. Not least because if I changed my pronunciation, it would through the rhythm of the song off. I finally hit on changing the lyric and doubling up the cadence to the line above — double debacles and treble trouble — from the orginal debacles and double trouble. 

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