Archive for October, 2011

Alabama’s Immigration Law: New SCARS and Bars

October 23, 2011

It’s been quite some time since Robert E. Lee handed his sword to U.S. Grant at Appomattox, and a whole lot shorter since [WENDELL HUDSON] became the first “NIGRAUH”, (George Wallace/ Strom Thurmond pronunciation.), to “openly” put on the uniform of the University of Alabama. After the bus rides and the lynchings… after the forty-some-odd-years since southern born and bred Lyndon B. Johnson wrote HIS name to the document that claimed [ENOUGH!!!] it WILL be viewed, in the years to “follow”, that the [WHETHER] became unbearable for those from even [FURTHER SOUTH]. As [MARGARET CHO] observed… ” It ain’t the heat and humidity, it’s the HATE and STUPIDITY”.
It’s ironic that the “sheet-music” being played recently is being done by those that have received so much instruction from those that “were” in the same position as the “newer” dark- skinned folk.
If the “Chicano” youth that were being BULLIED for winning a BASKETBALL GAME were to go to school in another “State”, (Of MIND.), and play on the team that beats Alabama in a future national championship title game, would that be called JUSTICE… instead of the legislative “JUST US” ? The [SCRIPT] was written not too long ago.

Lyrics In Search of a Tune: Again

October 17, 2011

Sometimes I listen to “musictv” and get inspired. Here I go again…

“Bye Bye, Baby”

What’s that, what you’re telling me
did I just hear good-bye?
You told me (Hey)”You belong to ME”
or was that just a slight beige lie?

Old school, bat the eyes, flick-a-Hip
your “rep-ree-twah” is tried
I was just the Mule for your School books
Time’s lapsed, and you still chase pretty guys

Thanks, “DEAR”, thank you for the test
tear-soaked wings won’t let you fly
Young love gets baggied, no preserves
love “forever”, let’s laugh until we cry

Bye bye baby, I guess it’s time to go
Bye bye baby, go ‘head and let your “feeling” flow
Bye bye baby, I guess I should’ve known
Bye bye baby, my friend are sayin’ “man… told you so

That’s all yawl. The genre “of” said Blues, but, there’s GOT to be ‘Wolfgang Yankovic Zappa’ out there to muddle the maestro-mindset.