Wednesday, September 29, 2004
Monday, September 20, 2004
Tuesday, September 14, 2004
Hiway 9
Well, the white god said to the little man
we're gonna fulfill scripture in the holy land
between the Tigris and Euphrates, it's a lot like hell
go on and liberate my people and the o-i-l.
Got your big trucks rollin' down hiway 9
put on the armor, it's party time
gonna dance with the devil of our own design
get your big trucks rollin' down hiway 9.
So the little man gathered all his chicken-hawks in
and the neo-cons and his daddy's kin
With their own clear channel and a helluva spin
and a white man hidden in a black man's skin.
Big trucks rollin' down hiway 9
pulverize the public, it's payback time
who's tax dollar is it? your's and mine
keeps the big trucks rollin' down hiway 9.
Well we got caught sleepin at the sentry post
now we're standing toe to toe with what we feared the most
that old father and his son and the unheavenly host
We gotta do what we can and don't give up the ghost
Big trucks rollin' down hiway 9
food and water and an Internet line
run to the polls when it comes a time
cause the big trucks rollin' down hiway 9.
Hmmm...funny how that works. I wonder if it's because she simply didn't like me, or perhaps it's because I was honest and told her that I'm in the Army Reserve (more on that later). I think it's quite plausible that she didn't want to run the risk that I might be called up, but she didn't want to go on record as being so unpatriotic. The recruiter suggested it might be sticker shock as wellI was presented at $35 an hour instead of the $30 an hour they'd requested.
Sheesh. Sorry, but even at $35 an hour, I'm selling myself short...and giving a potential employer a bargain.