Forty years ago tonight
13 comments April 3rd, 2008
It was almost as if Martin Luther King sensed what would happen the following day:
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It was almost as if Martin Luther King sensed what would happen the following day:
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Surprise, surprise! It’s the SAUDIS.
Yeah, you know the Saudis, right? They’re the guys with whom President Bush likes to hold hands when they come calling in America.
Sometimes Bush likes to kiss them, too:
POSTSCRIPT: By the way, you’d better not tell any Fox News junkies that 15 of the 19 hijackers on Sept. 11 were Saudis. That’ll just confuse them. They still think the Iraqis were behind 9/11. (They also think Barack Obama is a Muslim.)
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But the poll ASKS Americans which of the leading candidates left in the race they least want to see elected president this year.
Hillary Clinton also is way ahead of Obama in this survey on disfavor.
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It’s almost funny how some pseudo-patriots continue to work themselves into a glorious lather over Barack Obama’s failure to wear a flag pin on his lapel.
Strangely, these critics often fail to wear such pins themselves, AS WAS THE CASE the other day with former Bush henchman Karl Rove.
This mistaken notion that conspicuous display of the American flag is the highest form of patriotism reminds me of the old John Prine song, “Your Flag Decal Won’t Get You Into Heaven Anymore.”
Prine wrote this clever little ditty in 1968 as a protest against the Vietnam War. But it’s no less applicable today.
The lyrics:
While digesting Reader’s Digest
In the back of the dirty book store
A plastic flag with gum on the back
Fell out on the floor.
Well, I picked it up and I ran outside
Slapped it on my window shield
And if I could see Old Betsy Ross
I’d tell her how good I feel
(Chorus)
But your flag decal won’t get you
Into Heaven any more
They’re already overcrowded
From your dirty little war.
Now Jesus don’t like killin’
No matter what the reason’s for,
And your flag decal won’t get you
Into Heaven any more.
Well, I went to the bank this morning
And the cashier he said to me,
“If you join the Christmas club
We’ll give you ten of them flags for free.”
Well, I didn’t mess around a bit
I took him up on what he said.
And I stuck them stickers all over my car
And one on my wife’s forehead.
(Repeat chorus)
Well, I got my window shield so filled
With flags I couldn’t see.
So, I ran the car upside a curb
And right into a tree.
By the time they got a doctor down
I was already dead.
And I’ll never understand why the man
Standing in the Pearly Gates said…
“But your flag decal won’t get you
Into Heaven any more.
We’re already overcrowded
From your dirty little war.
Now Jesus don’t like killin’
No matter what the reason’s for,
And your flag decal won’t get you
Into Heaven any more.”
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