One Week ... YELL FIRE

Posted by meli on Tuesday, October 30, 2012 in social justices and controversial topics, songbird | No comments

Politics.

I love politics.

Election season is my favorite time of the year!

Yes, I'm being serious!

Voted ... BOOSH!

I love everything about it. The electricity. The passion. The discussions and debates. Standing on the brink of change and claiming a voice. Revolution. Ahhh, I really do love this time of year.

sending my voice through the USPS this year

I've been relatively quiet as far as this election season goes; I don't think I've blogged a single thing about it yet. I don't like being judgmental and divisive, and I haven't yet figured out how to not be both during this particular election. I think Romney is an entitled smug elitist prick, and I haven't yet figured out a way to tone that down. With only a week left I think it's safe to say that "toning it down" will not be something I am going to attain, so blog as is I shall.

Romney is an entitled smug elitist prick!
How is this race so goddamned close?

I've read so many blogs, news articles, oped pieces, etc on this "romney love" that is sweeping a great many of you ... and I can't help but scratch my head. He is so out of touch with the average American. And quite frankly, "so out of touch" is the understatement of the century when it comes to this guy. Sheltered doesn't even begin to describe him.

Romney will not be leading us into the future, he'll be giving us a giant shove back into our past.
As though history has taught us nothing. As though the lack of learning from our history's history has taught us nothing.

This election has become too big.
The Supreme Court is at stake
Civil Rights are at stake.

Even people who are not religiously or personally against specific rights (which is a whole 'nother post for a whole 'nother time), are still choosing to not fight in favor of them.

Many of you shrug your shoulders on gay rights, because "well, I'm not gay, so who cares".
Many of you shrug your shoulders on women's right, because "well, I'm not a woman, so who cares".

"Romney wont increase taxes and wont touch my money, so since this/these specific civil right(s) don't affect me ... I'm voting for money".

That is an asshole move!

You are a human, right? Fight for HUMAN rights. If we don't constantly push to move forward on human rights; if we allow slack in the line because "this specific right doesn't affect me, so I don't give a shit"; if we allow this country to take a step (or seventeen) back ... when will it end?

You want to believe that our country has gone downhill because "God" is getting further and further "pushed out"? Voting for money over people couldn't possibly have anything to do with our moral decline, right?

And for a guy who is so out of touch.
SO.OUT.OF.TOUCH.

• 47% of this country are moochers and he doesn't care about their vote
• corporations are people and should have rights
• middle income is 200,000 to 250,000
• "the gays" are having children ??
• in all his years as a 'business man" he never met a single qualified woman; had to resort to having binders of them sent to him from speciality groups.
• thinks he can relate to struggling out of work Americans by saying "i'm actually unemployed at the moment, too".
• endorses crazy ass fucks (of the men variety) who actually say, out loud, things like "pregnancy born out of rape is gods will".

Do I need to continue?

Again ... "out of touch" is the understatement of the century!
And again I ask ... how is this election so fucking close?

Yell Fire ~Michael Franti
A revolution never come with a warnin'
A revolution never sends you an omen
A revolution just arrived like the mornin'
Ring the alarm, we come to wake up the snorin'

They tellin' you to never worry about the future
They tellin' you to never worry about the torture
They tellin you that you'll never see the horror
Spend it all today and we will bill you tomorrow

Three piece suits and bank accounts in Bahamas
Wall Street crime will never send you to the slammer
Tell all the children in the arms of their mommas
The F-15 is a homicide bomber

TV commercials for a popping pill culture
Drug companies circling like a vulture
An Iraqi babies with a G.I. Joe father
Ten years from now is anybody gonna bother?

Yell fire, yo, yo, yo, yo
Yell fire, yo, yo, yo, yo
Yell fire, yo, yo, yo, yo
Yell fire, yo, yo, yo, yo

A revolution never come with a warnin'
A revolution never sends you an omen
A revolution never come with a warnin'
A revolution

Everyone addicted to the same nicotine
Everyone addicted to the same gasoline
Everyone addicted to a Technicolor scream
Everybody trying to get their hands on same green

From the banks of the river to the banks of the greedy
All of the riches taken back by needy
[From: http://www.elyrics.net/read/m/michael-franti-lyrics/yell-fire-lyrics.html ]
We come from the country and we come from the city
You play us on the record, you can play us on the CD

All the shit you given us is fertilizer
The seeds that you planted you can never brutalize them
Tell the corporation you can never globalize it
Like Peter Tosh said, 'Legalize It'

Girls and boys hear the bass and treble
Rumble in the speakers and it make you wanna rebel
Throw your hands up, take it to another level
And you can never, ever, ever make a deal with the devil

Yell fire, yo, yo, yo, yo
Yell fire, yo, yo, yo, yo
Yell fire, yo, yo, yo, yo
Yell fire, yo, yo, yo, yo

Throw your hands up
Throw your hands up
Just throw your hands up
Throw your hands up

A revolution never come with a warnin'
A revolution never sends you an omen
A revolution never come with a warnin'

Yell fire, yo, yo, yo, yo
Yell fire, yo, yo, yo, yo
Yell fire, yo, yo, yo, yo
Yell fire, yo, yo, yo, yo

A revolution never come with a warnin'
A revolution never sends you an omen
A revolution just arrives like the mornin'
Ring the alarm, we come to wake up the snorin'

Yell fire, yo, yo, yo
Here we come, here we come
A revoution'll come
Put 'em up, put 'em up