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What does say about America, when 40 years go by, and there are more junkies, than ever before ?

Policy toward junkies has changed in MA. Addicts who want to find help can walk into a police station and ask for it. Rather than being hauled off to jail, they'll instead head to a detox program. The Opioid Overdose Prevention Act, permits Narcan to be carried and administered.

Why ? Too many young people died from overdose.

Johnny Thunders & The Heartbreakers - Chinese Rocks

(Why Punk Rock ? Just another form of music. )

Drugs, take another life-


The New York Dolls ( My Idols!) broke up.

Sex Pistols' impresario Malcolm McLaren, who had been involved in the Dolls' final days, invited the Heartbreakers to tour England, where they joined the Sex Pistols, the Clash, the Damned, and the Slits on tour.

The Heartbreakers drifted apart in London. Thunders stayed there, and in 1978 recorded a critically acclaimed solo album, So Alone, with backing from Sex Pistols Steve Jones and Paul Cook, Peter Perrett of the Only Ones, Thin Lizzy's Phil Lynott, and ex-Small Faces/Humble Pie guitarist Steve Marriott.

Thunders returned to New York in late 1978 for the first of many Heartbreakers reunion/farewell tours.

The Heartbreakers (with Nolan) held a final New York City reunion show in 1990. A year later, Thunders, just back in the U.S. from a successful tour of Japan, died under unexplained circumstances in a New Orleans hotel. It was rumored that he had an advanced case of leukemia.

Sadly, Johnny left his children behind. He was 38.


Looking for Johnny, film directed by Danny Garcia


Information from Rolling Stone

California judge indicates dismissal of right-to-die lawsuit
Jul 24, 2015


A judge strongly indicated Friday he will dismiss a lawsuit against the state by a single mom given only months to live and other California right-to-die advocates who want doctors to be allowed to prescribe fatal medication for terminally ill people.

During a hearing in which two of the plaintiffs broke down in tears, San Diego Superior Court Judge Gregory Pollack said the court is not the place to change the current law that prohibits physicians from prescribing such drugs and that he would issue a written decision Monday.

The lawsuit was brought against the state by Christy O'Donnell, two other terminally ill California residents and a San Diego doctor. Attorneys on both sides agreed that dismissal was certain, and the plaintiffs vowed to appeal.

O'Donnell, who turned 47 on Friday, has been diagnosed with Stage IV cancer of the left lung, which has spread to her brain, liver, spine and rib. The Santa Clarita woman said she will likely not live through the appeals process.

"For any judge, or anyone, or any law or legislator to tell me that my daughter has to watch me die painfully - that's wrong," said O'Donnell, crying after the hearing.

Pollack did not formally rule Friday but told the court that he did not have the power to declare the statute as unconstitutional.

"You're asking this court to make new law," Pollack said. "If new law is made it should be by the Legislature or by a ballot measure."

The judge said the parties probably could get "new law" from a higher court "but you can't get it from a lower level Superior Court judge like me.'"


http://m.wistv.com/wistv/pm_/contentdetail.htm?contentguid=od:R9XH1WWd


Just gonna stand there and watch me burn
End of life and all my wishes go unheard
They just prolong me and don’t ask why
It’s not right because this ain’t the way to die, ain’t the way to die

Patient:
I can’t tell you what I really want
You can only guess what it feels like
And right now it’s a steel knife in my windpipe
I can’t breathe but ya still fight ‘cause ya can fight
Long as the wrong’s done right—protocol’s tight
High off of drugs, try to sedate
I’m like a pincushion, I hate it, the more I suffer
I suffocate
And right before I’m about to die, you resuscitate me
You think you’ve saved me, and I hate it, wait…
Let me go, I’m leaving you—no I ain’t
Tube is out, you put it right back, here we go again
It’s so insane, ’cause though you think it’s good, I’m so in pain
I’m more machine than man now, I’m Anakin
But no advanced directive, I feel so ashamed
And, crap, who’s that nurse? I don’t even know her name
You lay hands on me, to prolong my life again
I guess you must think that this is livin’…

Just gonna stand there and watch me burn
End of life and all my wishes go unheard
They just prolong me and don’t ask why
It’s my right to choose the way that I should die

Doctor:
You ever love somebody so much, you can barely see when you with ‘em
That they, lay sick and dying but you just don’t wanna let ‘em
Be at peace cause you miss ‘em already and they ain’t gone
Beep beep, the ventilator alarms
I swore I’d never harm ‘em, never do nothing to hurt ‘em
Hippocratic oath primum non nocere now I’m forced just to torture ‘em
They push full code, no one knows what his wishes were
His sister heard him say once, “I don’t wanna be a vegetable”
But no one agrees in the family, his caregiver Kate
Wants him comfort care but Aunt Claire lives so far away
That her guilt eats her like cancer
So she answers, “Wait! I think he’ll wake”
Maam, you ain’t even in the state!
Palliate, relieve pain, get him home, explain
Critical care? Just hypocritical when it’s so insane
But they insist I shock his heart again so I persist
Guess that’s why they say that love is pain.
Just gonna stand there and watch me burn
End of life and all my wishes go unheard
They just prolong me and don’t ask why
It’s my right to choose the way that I should die
The way that I should die


http://zdoggmd.com/aint-the-way-to-die/

http://www.orangejuiceblog.com/2015/07/wot/

You don’t have to be right, Donald, all the time. You can’t go on with all these axes to grind. So why don’t you lighten up and let it ride. Too much pride.

Now listen Mr. Trump, empires rise, and empires fall, you stick around here long enough you’ll see it all. Now it looks like it’s gone nationwide, too much pride.


Don Henley called out another Don -- Donald Trump -- when he appeared overnight as the musical guest on Stephen Colbert’s The Late Show

http://www.billboard.com/articles/news/6700847/don-henley-onald-trump-late-show

http://ultimateclassicrock.com/don-henley-late-show-2015/


"...backed by the gospel harmonies of four backup singers, the saloon-style piano of Late Show bandleader Jon Batiste and the sonic swell of more than 12 sidemen."

Inamajo Inamajo man is dead man is dead
Inamajo Inamajo man is dead man is dead
Well it's September seventy seven
Port Elizabeth weather fine
And it was business as usual
In police room 619
Oh Biko Biko Biko oh Biko Biko Biko
Inamajo Inamajo man is dead man is dead
Now when I try to sleep at night
I can only dream in red
You know the outside world seems black and white
With just one colour: dead
Oh Biko...
Inamajo...
Now you can blow out a candle
But you can't blow out a fire oh no
Once the flame begins to catch
The wind will fan it higher
Oh Biko...
Inamajo...
Inamajo...
And the eyes of the world they're watching now
They're watching now
Watching now


Written by Peter Gabriel. Published by Real World Music Ltd, EMI Music Publishing. Courtesy of petergabriel.com.

September ‘77 when Mo Farah was just a glint in his mother’s eye

Port Elizabeth weather fine on the beaches for blacks and the nicer beaches for the whites

It was business as usual in the separate schools, hospitals, buses and universities, there since 1948

In police room 619 they enforced the law that held that whites were superior to blacks

Oh Biko, Biko, because Biko Steve Biko was a former student leader and an anti-apartheid activist

Oh Biko, Biko, because Biko like other activists he was banned from speaking to more than one person at once

Yihla Moja, Yihla Moja he was picked up at a road block, questioned for 22 hours and beaten into a coma

The man is dead he died on 12 September 1977

The man is dead and the police were never charged

When I try to sleep at night only in dreams could black South Africans be free. In real life, long before Biko, their movements had been curtailed

I can only dream in red the African National Congress youth wing’s resistance movement started in 1949. Churches and unions joined

The outside world is black and white blacks had to carry pass books while whites didn’t.

In one township in 1960, thousands protested at a police station, refusing to carry their pass books


(Where Are Your Papers ? You Must Show Us Your Papers!)

With only one color dead police opened fire and 69 protestors died in what became known as the Sharpeville Massacre

You can blow out a candle Sharpeville didn’t deter protestors, it spurred them on

But you can’t blow out a fire the massacre galvanised international support

Once the flames begin to catch international sport, consumer, cultural and academic boycotts and trade embargoes

The wind will blow it higher when Geoff Boycott didn’t observe the boycott there were calls for a Boycott boycott

Oh Biko, Biko, because Biko senior members of the ANC were imprisoned for their protests against apartheid

Yihla Moja, Yihla Moja In Xhosa, Yihla Moja means “Come, spirit”

The man is dead but the memory of Steve Biko and other victims of apartheid lived on

And the eyes of the world are ever so important: sustained international pressure and resistance from within led to 1990’s end of apartheid

Watching now they were when 20 million people voted in the first universal general election in 1994

Watching now and they were when the ANC gained a majority and Nelson Mandela was elected President

Watching now South Africa’s challenges today are many. But apartheid is gone and new nation has been born.

This musical snippet is dedicated to busybody, The Original.

It is too sad, and too bad, that busybody spent all these years prepping the world for insanity. Now, that insanity has arrived in the form of Donald Trump the Drumpf, busybody is not here.


busybody, you could have been a candidate for President of the United States, if only you could have held on!


As to Busybody, he is a poor imitation of The Original.



The Grateful Dead seem to have been prescient-

What in the world ever became of sweet Jane?

She lost her sparkle, you know she isn't the same.

Livin' on reds, vitamin C, and cocaine,
All a friend can say is "Ain't it a shame?"

Truckin', up to Buffalo. Been thinkin', you got to mellow slow

Takes time, you pick a place to go, and just keep truckin' on.

Sittin' and starin' out of the hotel window.
Got a tip they're gonna kick the door in again
I'd like to get some sleep before I travel,
But if you got a warrant, I guess you're gonna come in.
Busted, down on Bourbon Street, Set up, like a bowlin' pin.
Knocked down, it get's to wearin' thin. They just won't let you be, oh no.

There will come a time when everybody
Who is lonely will be free...
To sing & dance & love
There will come a time when every evil
That we know will be an evil...
That we can rise above
Who cares if hair is long or short
Or sprayed or partly grayed...
We know that hair ain't where it's at
(there will come a time when you won't
Even be ashamed if you are fat!)
Wah wah-wah wah

There will come a time when everybody
Who is lonely will be free...
To sing & dance & love (dance and love)
There will come a time when every evil
That we know will be an evil...
That we can rise above (rise above)
Who cares if you're so poor you can't afford
To buy a pair of mod a go-go stretch-elastic pants...
There will come a time when you can even
Take your clothes off when you dance

Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me
Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me
Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me
Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me
Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me
Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me
Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me
Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me
Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me!
Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me!
Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me!
Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me!
Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me!
Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me!
Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me!
Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me!
Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me!

MOTHER FUCKERRRRRRRR!

Uggh!

The microphone explodes, shattering the molds
Either drop tha hits like de la O or get tha fuck off tha commode
Wit tha sure shot, sure ta make tha bodies drop
Drop an don't copy yo, don't call this a co-op
Terror rains drenchin', quenchin' tha thirst of tha power dons
That five sided fist-a-gon



Tha rotten sore on tha face of mother earth gets bigger
Tha triggers cold empty ya purse...

Rally round tha family! With a pocket full of shells
They rally round tha family! With a pocket full of shells
They rally round tha family! With a pocket full of shells
They rally round tha family! With a pocket full of shells

Weapons not food, not homes, not shoes
Not need, just feed the war cannibal animal
I walk tha corner to tha rubble that used to be a library
Line up to tha mind cemetary now
What we don't know keeps tha contracts alive an movin'
They don't gotta burn tha books they just remove 'em
While arms warehouses fill as quick as tha cells
Rally round tha family, pockets full of shells

Rally round tha family! With a pocket full of shells
They rally round tha family! With a pocket full of shells
They rally round tha family! With a pocket full of shells
They rally round tha family! With a pocket full of shells

Bulls on parade!!

The dust bowl came up in a conversation with my girls today. It was a card in a game they were playing with the neighbor girls. The neighbors didn't guess the dust bowl by Woody Guthrie or the song titles they were throwing out. My gals were a little frustrated.

Indeed, martyrdom at the hands of the "violent left" was a cornerstone of early Nazi propaganda, of which the above poster is only a small sample.

From State of Deception: The Power of Nazi Propaganda, by Steven Luckert and Susan Bachrach, pp. 48-50:


Nazi Party leader Joseph Goebbels intentionally provoked Communist and Social Democratic actions by marching SA [Brownshirt] storm troopers into working-class neighborhoods where those parties had strongholds. Then he invoked the heroism of the Nazi "martyrs" who were injured or killed in these battles to garner greater public attention. Nazi newspapers, photographs, films, and later paintings dramatized the exploits of these fighters. The "Horst Wessel Song," bearing the name of the twenty-three-year-old storm trooper and protege of Goebbels who was killed in 1930, became the Nazi hymn. The well-publicized image of the SA-man with a bandaged head, a stirring reminder of his combat against the "Marxists" (along with other portrayals of muscular, oversized storm troopers), became standard in party propaganda. In the first eight months of 1932, the Nazis claimed that seventy "martyrs" had fallen in battle against the enemy. Such heroic depictions -- set against the grim realities of chronic unemployment and underemployment for young people during the Weimar period -- no doubt helped increase membership in the SA units, which expanded in Berlin from 450 men in 1926 to some 32,000 by January 1933.

These are the lyrics of the Horst Wessel Lied:

The flag on high! The ranks tightly closed!
The SA marches with quiet, steady step.
Comrades shot by the Red Front and reactionaries
March in spirit within our ranks.
Comrades shot by the Red Front and reactionaries
March in spirit within our ranks.
Clear the streets for the brown battalions,
Clear the streets for the storm division!
Millions are looking upon the swastika full of hope,
The day of freedom and of bread dawns!
Millions are looking upon the swastika full of hope,
The day of freedom and of bread dawns!
For the last time, the call to arms is sounded!
For the fight, we all stand prepared!
Already Hitler's banners fly over all streets.
The time of bondage will last but a little while now!
Already Hitler's banners fly over all streets.
The time of bondage will last but a little while now.
The flag on high! The ranks tightly closed!
The SA march with quiet, steady step.
Comrades shot by the Red Front and reactionaries,
March in spirit within our ranks.
Comrades shot by the Red Front and reactionaries,
March in spirit within our ranks.

Wessel was a young brownshirt with a noted propensity for violence who was shot in the face one night, and the murder was blamed on Communists. Wessel's funeral was a kind of coming-out party for the propaganda apparatus of Josef Goebbels


This was essentially a variation on a rhetorical tactic known as "the bloody shirt" whose entire purpose, historically speaking, has been to make victims out of the perpetrators of violence, and to make its victims out to be its perpetrators -- in other words, to invert reality on its head, and in doing so, justify further violence against its victims.



http://dneiwert.blogspot.com/

BotanyBoy said:

Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me
Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me
Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me
Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me
Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me
Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me
Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me
Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me
Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me!
Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me!
Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me!
Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me!
Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me!
Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me!
Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me!
Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me!
Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me!

MOTHER FUCKERRRRRRRR!

Uggh!

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He must have written that part for his music tutor.

Speaking of Woody Guthry:
(With chords for guitar or Ukulele)
(A)I'm gonna tell all you fascists you may be surprised
The people in this world are getting organized
(D)You're bound to lose, you fascists bound to (A)lose

(A)Race hatred cannot stop us this one thing I know
Your poll tax and Jim Crow greed have got to go
(D)You're bound to lose, you fascists bound to (A)lose

(E)All you fascists bound to lose, you fascists bound to lose
All you fascists bound to lose
You're bound to lose! You fascists! Bound to (A)lose

(A)People of every color marching side by side
Marching 'cross these fields where a million fascists died
(D)You're bound to lose, you fascists bound to (A)lose
(E)All you fascists bound to lose, you fascists bound to lose
All you fascists bound to lose
You're bound to lose! You fascists! Bound to (A)lose

(A)I'm going into this battle take my union gun
We'll end this world of slavery before this battle's won
(D)You're bound to lose, you fascists bound to (A)lose

(E)All you fascists bound to lose, you fascists bound to lose
All you fascists bound to lose
You're bound to lose! You fascists! Bound to (A)lose

"Truck Fump"

JackLuis said:

Speaking of Woody Guthry:
(With chords for guitar or Ukulele)
(A)I'm gonna tell all you fascists you may be surprised
The people in this world are getting organized
(D)You're bound to lose, you fascists bound to (A)lose

(A)Race hatred cannot stop us this one thing I know
Your poll tax and Jim Crow greed have got to go
(D)You're bound to lose, you fascists bound to (A)lose

(E)All you fascists bound to lose, you fascists bound to lose
All you fascists bound to lose
You're bound to lose! You fascists! Bound to (A)lose

(A)People of every color marching side by side
Marching 'cross these fields where a million fascists died
(D)You're bound to lose, you fascists bound to (A)lose
(E)All you fascists bound to lose, you fascists bound to lose
All you fascists bound to lose
You're bound to lose! You fascists! Bound to (A)lose

(A)I'm going into this battle take my union gun
We'll end this world of slavery before this battle's won
(D)You're bound to lose, you fascists bound to (A)lose

(E)All you fascists bound to lose, you fascists bound to lose
All you fascists bound to lose
You're bound to lose! You fascists! Bound to (A)lose

"Truck Fump"

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Someone cue up the CocaCola commercial....I'd like to teach the world to sing in perfect harmony.......or do you prefer Kumbaya?

CuntClinton paid 90K to a consultant to give her a music list that will make her look HIP n COOL


http://tothedeathmedia.com/you-will...clinton-just-spent-90000-of-donated-funds-on/

First casualty of war, is truth.


All I want is the truth
Just gimme some truth
Ive had enough of reading things
By neurotic, psychotic, pig-headed politicians
All I want is the truth
Just gimme some truth

No short-haired, yellow-bellied, son of tricky dicky
Is gonna mother hubbard soft soap me
With just a pocketful of hope
Money for dope
Money for rope


I'm sick to death of seeing things
From tight-lipped, condescending, mamas little chauvinists
All I want is the truth
Just gimme some truth now

I've had enough of watching scenes
Of schizophrenic, ego-centric, paranoiac, prima-donnas
All I want is the truth now
Just gimme some truth

No short-haired, yellow-bellied, son of tricky dicky
Is gonna mother hubbard soft soap me
With just a pocketful of soap
Its money for dope
Money for rope

Ah, I'm sick and tired of hearing things
From uptight, short-sighted, narrow-minded hypocrites
All I want is the truth now
Just gimme some truth now

Ive had enough of reading things
By neurotic, psychotic, pig-headed politicians
All I want is the truth now
Just gimme some truth now

All I want is the truth now
Just gimme some truth now
All I want is the truth
Just gimme some truth


John Lennon

Truth, and people who dare to speak the truth, are collateral damage

Tuesday after a press conference in Florida, Breitbart reporter Michelle Fields was allegedly yanked nearly to the ground by Trump campaign manager Corey Lewandowski while trying to ask Trump a question. Despite the fact that there is video, an audio recording, and an eyewitness account that indicate Lewandowski did this, the Trump campaign has denied it, and Breitbart published a story by Pollak arguing that the person who manhandled Fields was not Lewandowski, appearing to side with the Trump campaign over their own reporter. Fields has filed a police report against Lewandowski over the incident.


http://mediamatters.org/blog/2016/03/14/breitbart-unravels-as-trump-questions-mount/209227


Breibart's machine runs over Mchelle Fields, in order to keep Trump on their side.
Why let the truth ruin a profitable relationship ?



http://mediamatters.org/blog/2016/03/17/huffington-post-media-has-not-asked-trump-about/209382

Trump quote, on Megyn Kelly's show, Kelly File

Never worth watching. [It is] always a hit on Trump,” he posted on Twitter. “She is sick [and] the most overrated person on TV.”

http://www.rawstory.com/2016/03/don...n-kelly-boycott-her-show-because-she-is-sick/


Trump's call for a boycott is just the latest escalation in his feud with Kelly. The two sparred during the first GOP presidential debate in Cleveland on Aug. 6th. Kelly, a moderator, sharply questioned Trump over his past remarks towards women.

Trump was outraged by Kelly’s questioning, saying a day later that “she had blood coming out of her nose – out of her wherever.” He then skipped the a Fox News-hosted debate in Des Moines, objecting to Kelly’s role as a moderator.

Kelly on Wednesday hosted Sen. Ted Cruz (R-Texas), Trump's GOP presidential rival, on her show. She also tweeted a poll the following day showing that American women increasingly are viewing Trump unfavorably.

Trump has since repeatedly referred to Kelly as “crazy Megyn” on Twitter, accusing her of bias.

Critics have accused Trump of misogyny, citing his fight with Kelly.

http://thehill.com/blogs/ballot-box...-trump-calls-for-boycott-of-megyn-kellys-show

gsgs comment-

Yes, of course, Megan Kelly is a sick crazy cunt, for working for FOX.
But, she does her job. She earns a living.
She sold herself out, for a paycheck.

After the insults and slurs that were tossed by Trump at her, she defends Trump-

GOP front-runner presidential Donald Trump cancelled his rally in Chicago Friday night — despite assurances from police that there was no threat — Fox News host Megyn Kelly put the blame solely on the protesters at the event by whining that the candidate’s free speech rights were being taken away.

Without noting the number of protesters who have been brutalized and hauled away from previous Trump events, the Fox host wondered if protesters were going about it the wrong way.


http://www.rawstory.com/2016/03/meg...were-shut-down-after-candidate-cancels-rally/


Megan Kelly left out the truth. The police did not forbid Trump.
The protesters did not pose a danger to Trump.
Trump made his own decision not to speak.
No one took his right to be heard away from him.

Why is Trump such a sick, crazy cunt ?
Why is Trump attempting to lead America off of the side of a cliff ?
Is Trump crazy ?


Trump, at war with the truth...

gotsnowgotslush said:

First casualty of war, is truth.


All I want is the truth
Just gimme some truth
Ive had enough of reading things
By neurotic, psychotic, pig-headed politicians
All I want is the truth
Just gimme some truth

No short-haired, yellow-bellied, son of tricky dicky
Is gonna mother hubbard soft soap me
With just a pocketful of hope
Money for dope
Money for rope


I'm sick to death of seeing things
From tight-lipped, condescending, mamas little chauvinists
All I want is the truth
Just gimme some truth now

I've had enough of watching scenes
Of schizophrenic, ego-centric, paranoiac, prima-donnas
All I want is the truth now
Just gimme some truth

No short-haired, yellow-bellied, son of tricky dicky
Is gonna mother hubbard soft soap me
With just a pocketful of soap
Its money for dope
Money for rope

Ah, I'm sick and tired of hearing things
From uptight, short-sighted, narrow-minded hypocrites
All I want is the truth now
Just gimme some truth now

Ive had enough of reading things
By neurotic, psychotic, pig-headed politicians
All I want is the truth now
Just gimme some truth now

All I want is the truth now
Just gimme some truth now
All I want is the truth
Just gimme some truth


John Lennon

Truth, and people who dare to speak the truth, are collateral damage

Tuesday after a press conference in Florida, Breitbart reporter Michelle Fields was allegedly yanked nearly to the ground by Trump campaign manager Corey Lewandowski while trying to ask Trump a question. Despite the fact that there is video, an audio recording, and an eyewitness account that indicate Lewandowski did this, the Trump campaign has denied it, and Breitbart published a story by Pollak arguing that the person who manhandled Fields was not Lewandowski, appearing to side with the Trump campaign over their own reporter. Fields has filed a police report against Lewandowski over the incident.


http://mediamatters.org/blog/2016/03/14/breitbart-unravels-as-trump-questions-mount/209227


Breibart's machine runs over Mchelle Fields, in order to keep Trump on their side.
Why let the truth ruin a profitable relationship ?



http://mediamatters.org/blog/2016/03/17/huffington-post-media-has-not-asked-trump-about/209382

Trump quote, on Megyn Kelly's show, Kelly File

Never worth watching. [It is] always a hit on Trump,” he posted on Twitter. “She is sick [and] the most overrated person on TV.”

http://www.rawstory.com/2016/03/don...n-kelly-boycott-her-show-because-she-is-sick/


Trump's call for a boycott is just the latest escalation in his feud with Kelly. The two sparred during the first GOP presidential debate in Cleveland on Aug. 6th. Kelly, a moderator, sharply questioned Trump over his past remarks towards women.

Trump was outraged by Kelly’s questioning, saying a day later that “she had blood coming out of her nose – out of her wherever.” He then skipped the a Fox News-hosted debate in Des Moines, objecting to Kelly’s role as a moderator.

Kelly on Wednesday hosted Sen. Ted Cruz (R-Texas), Trump's GOP presidential rival, on her show. She also tweeted a poll the following day showing that American women increasingly are viewing Trump unfavorably.

Trump has since repeatedly referred to Kelly as “crazy Megyn” on Twitter, accusing her of bias.

Critics have accused Trump of misogyny, citing his fight with Kelly.

http://thehill.com/blogs/ballot-box...-trump-calls-for-boycott-of-megyn-kellys-show

gsgs comment-

Yes, of course, Megan Kelly is a sick crazy cunt, for working for FOX.
But, she does her job. She earns a living.
She sold herself out, for a paycheck.

After the insults and slurs that were tossed by Trump at her, she defends Trump-

GOP front-runner presidential Donald Trump cancelled his rally in Chicago Friday night — despite assurances from police that there was no threat — Fox News host Megyn Kelly put the blame solely on the protesters at the event by whining that the candidate’s free speech rights were being taken away.

Without noting the number of protesters who have been brutalized and hauled away from previous Trump events, the Fox host wondered if protesters were going about it the wrong way.


http://www.rawstory.com/2016/03/meg...were-shut-down-after-candidate-cancels-rally/


Megan Kelly left out the truth. The police did not forbid Trump.
The protesters did not pose a danger to Trump.
Trump made his own decision not to speak.
No one took his right to be heard away from him.

Why is Trump such a sick, crazy cunt ?
Why is Trump attempting to lead America off of the side of a cliff ?
Is Trump crazy ?


Trump, at war with the truth...

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Hillary is a liar lawyer and everyone knows it. It depends on what "is" is.

Why post this song ?
What is political about a woman getting the label "airhead" slapped on her forehead ?
It is a year of campaign for President.
The United States news services are dominated by the candidate's campaigns.

People campaign for their own selves, during their lives.
Good relationships and beneficial connections are worth money.

Who campaigns harder than a television personality ?

I do not envy the people who work for a major news network.
Reading inane garbage off of a teleprompter for a living,
while fulfilling wants, needs, expectations, providing entertainment value, adding value to your own brand...

It seems as though each of them are stuck in a tight niche.
The news services require the teleprompter readers to be entertainers,
now that most televised news has become entertainment.

I have pity for them. They must stick to their scripts, smile a clenched smile, and carry on. Even if they are forced to endure the most putrid collections of words, from the most disreputable of people.

Their jobs, their careers, their lives are on the line.
It is most likely in their contracts.

I buy her all the right clothes
And pretty jewels to wear
My friends say she's a dumb blonde
But they don't know she dyes her hair
She thinks the fighting in Central America's easily solved
But what to wear to Bel-Air premieres
Is a problem she could never resolve...
She's an airhead
Stungun and mace - Kharmann Ghia plates say "Lost in Space"
She's an airhead
Thousands in trust - cusp Aquarius - get serious
She's an airhead
Tinted contacts don't change the fact that black is black
She's an airhead
And while I'm impressed with the length of those legs
She's not an intellectual giant....
She'd like to model or maybe act
Or start a magazine
Before she signs any contracts
I think she better learn to read
But in her dreams she's the queen of the fashion regime...
You ask me do I love you...
Does the pope live in the woods?
Quod erat demonstrandum, baby.
( ooo you speak French)
(CHORUS)
Sweet and low and oh-so
Little Ms. Dora Jarre
Safe sex and fishnets
And could you walk me to my car
She's losing faith in a world that is out of control
So she's gonna nix politics,
She's taking up volleyball! volleyball! why?
She's an airhead
Stungun and mace - Kharmann Ghia plates say "Lost in Space" she's an airhead
Thousands in trust - cusp Aquarius - get serious
She's an airhead
And now the time's come for the end of my song,
Don't get me wrong
If she's an airhead it has to be said
It was men made her that way
It was us made her that way
It was us made her that way!

Airhead

- Thomas Dolby

gotsnowgotslush said:

California judge indicates dismissal of right-to-die lawsuit
Jul 24, 2015

A judge strongly indicated Friday he will dismiss a lawsuit against the state by a single mom given only months to live and other California right-to-die advocates who want doctors to be allowed to prescribe fatal medication for terminally ill people.

During a hearing in which two of the plaintiffs broke down in tears, San Diego Superior Court Judge Gregory Pollack said the court is not the place to change the current law that prohibits physicians from prescribing such drugs and that he would issue a written decision Monday.

The lawsuit was brought against the state by Christy O'Donnell, two other terminally ill California residents and a San Diego doctor. Attorneys on both sides agreed that dismissal was certain, and the plaintiffs vowed to appeal.

O'Donnell, who turned 47 on Friday, has been diagnosed with Stage IV cancer of the left lung, which has spread to her brain, liver, spine and rib. The Santa Clarita woman said she will likely not live through the appeals process.

"For any judge, or anyone, or any law or legislator to

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There was an audio recording I heard years ago that I can't seem to find. If anyone could get a copy I would like to discuss it. This is the best link I can find.

Listening to Lou Reed: 12 versions of 'Sweet Jane'

http://www.jsonline.com/blogs/entertainment/236776181.html

Lou Reed left this plane of existence, on
October 27, 2013

He has not been gone, for all that long.

Listening to Lou Reed, broadcast from New York City, on the radio, as a child.
Luck brought the transistor to America, and the transistor, battery operated radio.

Just how I heard the motha fucker version, I do not recall.

I have lost so many LP records. Lost 8 tracks and ruined cassette tapes.
Most of them were ruined because the electronic noise from the subway line trains would invade the tapes.

On the radio, evil mothers, was what I had heard.


Now, uncensored or censored is random, on the internet.

He took note of the state of our political landscape.
At seventy years of age, I am sure that he was disgusted.
R.I.P.
Lou Reed, you have earned it.

Sweet Jane" - Live: Take No Prisoners – The Bottom Line, NYC - May 1978 – Arista


Sound Effects: Match taken out of box and being lit


Lou: Hello, sorry we're late, but we were just tuning


Bottom Line, audience: Lou Reed, best!


[feedback, piano]


Lou:

What's the matter, they keep you waiting or something…

Are we late?

It's raining out there...

What do you mean it's raining out… We know it's fucking raining out…

Men, the guy who tightened this microphone has just sill in.. I can’t, look at that, look at that.

I better either grow an inch men or I need a boyfriend.


Fan1: Need a what? Need a what?


Lou: A boyfriend, can't you fucking hear what's wrong with you?


Fan1: Need a what?


Fans: Come on now, Sweet Jane!


Fan1: I heard that


Lou: I'm gonna quote a line like like from from Yeats

I think it is like for you

and that's called the best like all convictions,

while the best are filled...,

no no it's the other way round.

The best like all convictions hahaha

and the worst are filled with a passionate intensity....

now you figure out who I am


Fans: Do it men, do it!


One two, one two three four


"Sweet Jane"


Standing on the corner

The suitcase in my hand

Jack is in his corset, Jane is in her vest

I hear you

I hear you knocking but you can't come in

to me

Hey honey, I'm in a rock and roll band

and ridin' a Stutz Bearcat

those were different times

and those ladies they studied rules of verse

and all those ladies, they rolled their eyes

and saying

Sweet Jane

Sweet Jane

Sweet Jane

Sweet Jane

Sweet Jane


Now Jack, he is a banker

and Jane, she is just a little bitty clerk

And both of them

Hey you little people out there

I saw you little people

Don't you hate those Academy Awards, man?

You know they said: here's fucking Barbara Streisand

She says: I want to thank all those little people

There's too many little people

I can't get their names

Fuck her and you little people

I like big people

Fuck short people and tall people, man, I like middle people

People from Wyoming

You've ever meet somebody from Wyoming?

Not me


Anyway:

Now Jack, he is a banker

and Jane, she is a clerk

Hey clerk

Gimme good clerk

I give good clerk

aha

And both them man, they saved their pennies

and their fucking nickels and their dimes, and it builds up

they got a nest egg

here comes the condominium

oh shit


He Miami

You're sitting there by the fire man

So let your fire, you plug it in

I like make believe fire

I like make believe love too

Oohh mama, give me some make believe love

Hey: Make believe love: that's a album title, Michael,

write that down, quick,

and fuck if I forget it


You're listening to some classical music, hey,

you better watch it now

It's only one time one time only to vote


Hey, The March Of The Wooden Soldiers

Have you ever put a quarter in those machines man?

You know: like the bear that plays basketball?

You put a quarter in


Aha

I guess you never put a quarter in it ha?


Some people say I'm residue

Haha

The March Of The Wooden Soldiers


Where were you on the list when they called you for Vietnam?

Hey man for Vietnam

Are you political Lou?

Political about what?

Give me an issue, I’ll give you a tissue

And wipe my ass with it

Ooh yeah

We're just here to make out

You bend over

We put the head in, you know

if you don't like it

then we'll talk about it

Face north, Jack

Are we been broadcast tonight?

Fuck radio Ethiopia man

I'm radio Brooklyn

I ain't no snob man


Haha


They said

Sweet Jane

Oh sweet Jane

(Sweet Jane)


You know, there's some people man , they like to go out dancing

(Why should you?)


(What about her?)


(If you write as good as you talk, nobody reads you

What do I look like any young man up here, man ?

You know I found my wife in the living room in a Volkswagen

Said: how did you get there?

Made it right through the kitchen

Ain't that funny, haha?)


And there's some evil motherfuckers

oh, oh, oohh,

that tell you that life is just made out of dirt

and that eh

ah man, those pretty women they never really fake

Those villains always (shut up you)

And blink their eyes

There little bitty children are the only ones that blush

And that life

Life is just to die

But I’ll tell you something

Hey man, anyone who's got a heart

a rock and roll heart

Would you turn around and break it?

And you know

(Do that again Michael)


(Is that control?)

(Watch this now)


And anyone who has played the part you know, hey, hey man

they wouldn’t turn around and hate it

they say


Sweet Jane

(Sweet Jane)

Sweet Jane

On youtube

The blurb

"Jo Brand singing her no-doubt self-penned composition from December 1993, and included at the end of Episode 2 of her series Through The Cakehole Series 1"

(Today is the first day, that I have heard Jo Brand.)

Look back through history at the female sex
We've always been in it, up to our necks
Every time you saw us we were holding a broom
We only got on Noah's Ark because we had a womb

We've been raped and pillaged, and burnt at the stake
Life wasn't always what you'd call a piece of cake
And just when we thought it couldn't get worse
Florence Nightingale invented the nurse, well...

...thank you Flo for that lovely idea
We couldn't bleeding vote but we could mop up diarrhoea;

Look back at the Pankhursts, who started the fight {not historically accurate...}
They wanted votes for women, and they were right
While Mr Pankhurst stayed in cooking Mrs Beeton's sauces
They chained themselves to railings and jumped in front of horses

They were thrown into prison, went on hunger strike
That's the only bit of it that I wouldn't like
They got us the vote, end of story {a fair bit has happened since then!}
Then loads of stupid trouts from Surrey went and voted Tory

Thank you Emmeline, don't worry Christabel
You couldn't have predicted the blue-rinsed donkey brains from Hell;

Look back to the sixties, we burnt our bras
Stopped looking at men's packets, started looking at their cars
The bigger the car, the smaller the todger within
So Sinclair C5 drivers must be built like Errol Flynn

We were so liberated, we went on the Pill
Frankly free love wasn't that brill
Those long-haired hippy blokes were all on acid
And listening to Pink Floyd makes you terminally flaccid

Had to have The Female Eunuch in your bag
You need a decent read when you can't get a shag;

And now it's the nineties, we're post-Feminist
Your man meets you halfway or he meets your fist
And if he says there's no way you're changing him
Grab a pair of scissors, do the Bobbitt Trim {do NOT try this at home!}

If you can't beat 'em GROIN 'em, I think you'll find
That's always been the story of womankind!

Captain: Are ya ready kids?
Kids: Aye, Aye captain!
Captain: I can't heeeaaar yooouuu!
Kids: AYE, AYE CAPTAIN!
Captain: oooooooooooo...

Captain: Who lives in a pineapple down by the sea?
Kids: Donald Trump Drumpf!
Captain: Abhorrent* and orange and spray tanned is he.
Kids: Donald Trump Drumpf!
Captain: If political nonsense be somethin' ya wish.
Kids: Donald Trump Drumpf!

Captain:Then drop on the deck and flop like a fish.

Kids: Donald Trump Drumpf!
Captain: Donald Trump Drumpf, Donald Trump Drumpf,
Captain & Kids: Donald Trump Drumpf, Donald Trump Drumpf, Donald Trump Drumpf, Donald Trump Drummmmpfff
Captain: Ah Ha Ha, Ha Ha Ha, Ha, hargh wh..arire. . ha arrrigh.

This song is dedicated to how many times Donald Trump Drumpf has flipped and flopped.

He has so many stated positions, he is snow, ice and water, and fog, all at the same time.


*detestable, hateful, loathsome, despicable, abominable, execrable, repellent, repugnant, repulsive, revolting, disgusting, distasteful, horrible, horrid, horrifying, awful, heinous, reprehensible, obnoxious, odious, nauseating, offensive, contemptible

gotsnowgotslush said:

During a hearing in which two of the plaintiffs broke down in tears, San Diego Superior Court Judge Gregory Pollack said the court is not the place to change the current law that prohibits physicians from prescribing such drugs and that he would issue a written decision Monday.

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Then why is it the place to change abortion laws?

Denis Leary, re writes his "Asshole" song, to suit current events.

You can say ass on American TV.

You can say hole on American TV.

You cannot say (or sing) asshole on American TV.

He's an ass...
He's an ass...

Sassy Trump: The Snake


Peter Serafinowicz replaces Trump's recitation of "the snake," with an imitation of Liberace's voice, singing the original song "The Snake."

(All the while, Trump performs in his usual way, at the podium. Mugging {mupping? Is that something akin to performing like a Muppet ?}) for the camera.