Sorrow
Sometimes, even war room guys like me get a bit weary of the metaphoric battlefield. Donald Trump’s daily outrages have lately had that effect on me – they just keep on coming, you know? They are bottomless, and they are exhausting. Will it ever stop? Can’t he just go away so we can get back to a semblance of normal?
Accordingly, Bad Religion’s Sorrow has been echoing in my head since last week, when we saw them play it at Irving Plaza. Here’s Greg doing it, acoustic-style. It reflects the times.
(And, no, I didn’t know the good Doctor was that good on guitar, either.)
Father can you hear me?
How have I let you down?
I curse the day that I was born
And all the sorrow in this world
Let me take you to the hurting ground
Where all good men are trampled down
Just to settle a bet that could not be won
Between a prideful father and his son
Will you guide me now, for I can’t see
A reason for the suffering and this long misery
What if every living soul could be upright and strong
Well, then I do imagine
There will be sorrow
Yeah there will be sorrow
And there will be sorrow no more
When all soldiers lay their weapons down
Or when all kings and all queens relinquish their crowns
Or when the only true messiah rescues us from ourselves
It’s easy to imagine
There will be sorrow
Yeah there will be sorrow
And there will be sorrow no more
There will be sorrow
Yeah there will be sorrow
And there will be sorrow no more
Yeah there will be sorrow
Yeah there will be sorrow
And there will be sorrow no more
Watch this
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I am a Zionist
…and, 20 years later, a Jewish friend in BC remembered. Was nice to get this.
From next week’s column: what is the word that best describes this?
Which brings us, in a circuitous fashion, to Donald Trump.
There he stood in that second presidential debate, his sweaty features twisted in a sneer, stalking Hillary Clinton around the stage. Looking like he was going to hit her. Looking like he wanted to.
Watching him shadow his opponent in that way, many women knew exactly what he intended to convey.
For those who didn’t get it – mainly men – Trump wasn’t done. He had words, too. Not once, but twice, he said that – as president – he wanted to see Hillary Clinton imprisoned. As president, he said, he would appoint a special prosecutor to go after her.
“You’d be in jail,” he hissed at her, and millions of us became witnesses.
Forget about the constitutional niceties, or what the law says. There was, and is, no doubt that Trump would certainly do what he threatened to do. In its dying days, as his feral campaign has slunk back into the swamp from which it came, all of us have seen how willing Trump has always been to use his power and money to abuse women.
But what he said? What he vowed to do, right to Hillary Clinton’s shocked face?
It is more that unconstitutional. It is more than against the law. It is more than all of that.
This isn’t a front page
…it’s a tombstone. He’s done. Get ready for three-week hate.
Hillary vs. The Groper
One of the best pieces of online oppo I’ve ever seen. Simply brilliant. (Addictive, too, so be forewarned.)
Vote late, vote often!
Debates: do you wonder…
- …why the Trudeau guys spend more money on social media than mainstream media?
- …why you can do not so well in debates (as was the case, some felt, with Justin Trudeau in 2015) and still win?
- …why Hillary Clinton didn’t fight back – frustratingly, to some of us – against almost every single one of Trump’s attacks?
More people watch these things on YouTube than they do on TV, as I’ve written before. Which means – as smart performers like Trudeau and Clinton evidently know – televised leaders’ debates are all about who wins the war of the clips, now, and not the actual debate itself.
HRC in Ohio tonight
More than 18,000, says the Secret Service. Why don’t you try and throw her in jail tonight, you racist bastard.
