Sing a Depression song

Potatoes are cheaper, tomatoes are cheaper, now’s the time to fall in love..
She can cook your eggs and bacon and live on what you’re makin’”
Unfortunately potatoes, and especially tomatoes, aren’t cheaper, they’re dear, Dear.
I suppose you can still find a million dollar baby in a 5 and 10cent store—if you can find a 5 and 10 cent store.
You can still whistle while you work if you can find any work.
Brother can you spare a dime…for Starbucks? Well, at least FDR is on the dime.
More likely you can sing: “No more money in the bank,..no more kids for us to spank..
What to do about it..let’s turn out the lights and go to sleep”.
Just be wide awake come Nov. 6 2012.

Red Wings and Giants forever

David Brooks writes about trying to become a Washington Nationals fan, but to no avail. He is permanently committed to the NY Mets even though he lives in DC. He says rightly that team loyalty begins with youthful enchantment. That explains how I became a Detroit Red Wings fan even when I lived in soggy Vancouver and didn’t know where Detroit was other than somewhere south of Saskatoon. It might have been the all red uniforms, the Stanley Cups, Lindsey, Abel and Howe or just the team photo on my barber’s wall. By the time I lived in Detroit 20 years later I was running though the snow with my wife Peggy to games at the old Olympia. And speaking of Dame Peggy she is a diehard NY/SF Giants fan probably inspired by one bright shining day in 1955 as she sat in the Polo Grounds and watched Willie Mays pull in fly balls in that massive outfield. She has been in every home park the Giants have played in including Seals Stadium (where she caught a foul ball hit by Hobie Landrith), windy Candlestick, and cozy AT&T park. Teams choose us through some mystical process of identification. Root for the Dodgers? Forget it. Cheer on the Canadiens? Jamais! Till death (or relocation) do us part.

Rush Limbaugh: A failure with a following

The man has 20 million listeners so his voice is heard far and wide. He is primarily a bombastic oaf but then, that might be the profile of his constituents. He went way over the line last week when he slandered a poised young lady who dared to testify before Congress on the Health Bill. He has since apologized (probably under sponsor pressure) in a trite, mealy-mouthed statement saying,, ‘My choice of words was not the best”.
Of course he can’t call back “slut” and “prostitute”. Well, let’s not mince words. Only a coward would hit a woman. That makes you a coward Rush. He has been divorced three times which tells me that, maybe the only thing well-endowed on him is his voice.. His rhetoric is so impoverished that no one can feel enlightened or motivated to do better or have any emotion other than smug bigotry. So he is just so much hot air over the airwaves. I’d like to get him in the locker room with my old hockey coach. He would get a drubbing from a guy who knew how to choose very choice words, finishing with his ultimate insult, “Rush, you’re a pig of a man!”