All Fall Down

Well, here we are. The last week-and-a-half  has been just filled with WTF moments, so many I feel pretty much numb. The Lightbringer

seems determined that, by gawd, if he can’t have four more years, then he’s going to bring the whole mess down around us. It also seems a large proportion of the citizenry are just fine with that.

As Zevon said, It Ain’t That Pretty At All.

Some links for your perusal-

Richard Fernandez talks about shame

The One on Letterman, via Ann Althouse

The Diplomad has a Thought For The Day

Gerard reminisces

Miz Weasel admits defeat

Lastly, House of Eratosthenes (whom, if you are not reading regularly, you should be) savages an old friend from Atlanta.

To close, I’m going to quote an Eighties band I heard this morning, mainly because the song spoke to me about where we seem to be headed. Remember, a tyrant’s best method for diverting attention from trouble at home is to start trouble abroad…

 

Ultravox
All Fall Down

When I was a boy there’s a dream that I had
That a war if it’s fought was for good against bad
And I woke up to find that the world had gone mad
And we’d all fall down

And I feel like a child again sitting observing
You’re toying with power, your fingers are burning
You’re pushing so hard that the worms won’t be turning
We’ll all fall down

While you try to pretend you’re a god upon high
With your party ideals and your squeaky clean lies
When it comes to the crunch you’re no smarter than I
And we’ll all fall down

If it’s colour or creed or your old time religion
Well fighting for that shows a pure lack of vision
The fight that we strive is the fight to survive
And we’ll all fall down

Well look in the mirror and what do you see
An American, Russian, a soldier or me
When you’ve all pressed the buttons just where will you be
When we all fall down

It gets harder to see just what future’s in store for us
Hard to see through all the wool you pull over us
Words that you give are just words to console us
We’ll all fall down

And what will you do when you’ve pulled the release
When the sound of the thunder has drowned out the pleas
Cos after all that was your idea of peace
When we all fall down

No sun for a world that once stood so tall
No wind’s going to blow and no rain’s going to fall
No flowers for graves, in fact no graves at all
When we all fall down

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