Thursday, January 11, 2018

Again with the racist President

Our "leader"
Trump Alarms Lawmakers With Disparaging Words for Haiti and Africa
(NYT)
WASHINGTON — President Trump on Thursday balked at an immigration deal that would include protections for people from Haiti and some nations in Africa, demanding to know at a White House meeting why he should accept immigrants from “shithole countries” rather than people from places like Norway, according to people with direct knowledge of the conversation….
THE PRESIDENT: “Why are we having all these people from
shithole countries come here?”
Trump pans immigration proposal as bringing people from 'shithole countries'
(The Guardian)

     Oh my.
     Could this be the beginning of the end of Trump World?
     There's no telling.
     If "grab 'em by the pussy" was a 9 (awfulness-wise), then what is "shithole countries"?

Music for a hard start


Adrianne Lenker is just the best.
It came over her at a bad time
Riding through Winona down the dotted line
Held us gunning out
Ninety miles down the road of a dead end dream
She looked over with a part smile
Caught up in the twinkle, it could take awhile
And the money pile on the dashboard fluttering
As she said woo
Baby, take me
And I said woo
Baby, take me too

Gosh, the guitarist sure sounds good.
I dedicate their version of "Money" to the FA.
Money don't get everything it's true 
What it don't get, I can't use 
I want money 
That's what I want

In a dream I saw you walkin'
Like a kid alive and talking
That was you

This definitely counts as sexual harassment. Sorry.
Try to imagine the blues tradition without mega-incorrectness.
I went down to Eli’s
To get my pistol out of pawn
When I got back home
My woman had gone
Yeah, gonna murder my babe
Ooh, if she don’t stop cheatin’ and lyin’
Well, I’d rather be in penitentiary than to be worried out of my mind 
I’s comin’ home last night
Just about 4 o’clock
A little moonshine joint in the rear
Was just beginning to rock
I kinda eased upside
To get a better view
I saw my woman
Doin’ the monkey, too
Yeah, gonna murder my baby,
Ooh, if she don’t stop cheatin’ and lyin’
Well, I’d rather be in penitentiary than to be worried out of my mind 
I give all my money
Tryin’ to be nice and kind
She takin’ all my money
Spent it all on beer and wine
Yeah, gonna murder my babe
Ooh, if she don’t stop cheatin’ and lyin’
Well, I’d rather be in penitentiary than to be worried out of my mind
For the full recording, see here.

Roy's obituary in LA Times and Register: "we were lucky to have you while we did"

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