You’d think I had enough of this, but then I wake up and read an editorial column by Steve Chapman in the Chicago Tribune and have to pause. I’m as over Bush as the rest of the country is, and no, I didn’t bother to watch his State of the Union speech; like the weather, you can look outside and get a better forecast than you can from watching on TV. But this sounds about right:
The striking thing about President Bush’s final State of the Union address is that even the successes he claims are largely fictional.
I did not know this, but “2007 was the deadliest year for U.S. troops and Afghan civilians since 2001.” That sucks. And despite the lack of news from Iraq, 2007 was the deadliest year yet for U.S troops. What are we doing?
As for the “surge,” it seems that lots of folks had opinions on its success (and failure) before it ever really began, and so I decided to wait and see. But what good was/is it going to do anyway? What is this surge, but heightened security? It’s obvious that this was the strategy that should have been employed from the start to prevent it from deteriorating to its current state. And it still doesn’t repair the mistake that was this entire war. It just never should have happened.
The surge, even if a success, does not make the war a success. It only serves to highlight the failure of execution of a failed war by a president with a “long catalog of failure.” But it appears that it is not even that. The surge will have the effect of keeping troops in Iraq even longer than anticipated, and meanwhile there is no reconciliation between Sunnis and Shiites in sight. There is no viable government in place. It is still a minefield for troops and civilians. Ah, I’ve had enough of this! Back to music, please!
P.S. – When I am President I will give my Steak and Balloons Speech on the first Tuesday of every other month.
I present to you Milk at Midnight’s very own YouTube channel, debuting with the World Premiere Video for “Less Love, More Acid!” Look for more videos and things in the near future from your favorite rock and roll band of the Twenty-First Century!
I think this town is on to something! From Brattleboro, Vermont:
Brattleboro residents will vote at town meeting on whether President George Bush and Vice President Dick Cheney should be indicted and arrested for war crimes, perjury or obstruction of justice if they ever step foot in Vermont.
Weird that Vermont is the only state Bush has yet to visit since 2001. Them’s is some lucky folks out there.
Idea: we get Bush and Cheney in the same place at one time and then simultaneously pass similar laws in surrounding states and towns–circle the wagons! Confine them to a tiny little spot where they could build a small hut or shack. Give them taxation without representation and a laundry line to dry their clothes. Perhaps a turtle with a basket affixed to its shell can serve as their mail carrier and deliver pertinent messages to them as needed, as well as groceries.
Then we could paint a crude red border all around them and people could come and taunt them by dangling handcuffs and shouting insults. Whoa! Don’t step over that line!
Don’t forget to read further down and listen to new MaM songs! Put ‘em in headphones! Blast the speakers! Beer goes well with them! Come on, it’s Friday!
I understand that Mick Huckaboob has Chuck Norris behind him and now John “Shit talk” McCain has Sly Stallone. Dud Thompson is going back to Hollywood but he was often compared to Ronald Reagan–another actor!–by his delusional conservative backers. Arnold Schwarzenegger is governor, for fuck’s sake!
So: it’s now OK for actors, has-been or otherwise, to speak about politics? Because the Republican wackjobs have been whining about Hollywood for years and actors’ involvement with politics. Buncha crybabies, shut up and sing, Toby Keith!
Hard to resist this little tidbit from Jon Stewart via The Huffington Post. The answer is, of course, no!
You can hear a third new track from Milk at Midnight by listening to Vocalo.org – 89.5 FM (streaming online)! The song is called “Argument to End the World,” and it is about an argument to end the world.
As promised, finally, Milk at Midnight presents some new music off the forthcoming, as-yet-untitled album! Check them out at MilkSpace! Two songs are up for now (we’ll probably switch these around with time), “Less Love, More Acid” and “Kristol Ball.” And, for those who care, here are the lyrics for “Kristol Ball,” dedicated to anyone who has ever been wrong about everything, all the time:
On camera with a face only a mother could love
Geritol / Kristol Ball / carry the water
A casting call / pimp for war / Irving’s son / hear me roar
Siren song / always wrong / Kristol Ball / broken
Bury it deep in the sand
As fairness would demand
I hear the hawks
A funeral march
Oh, pretty war / T.V. whore / all the facts / under attack
It’s eighth grade math / broken glass / Kristol Ball / shattered
And when you wake up at 3am / old hands shaking / a shell of a man
And when you wake up at 3am / did you lock the front door? / did you piss the bed?
Not much time for boozin’ lately but a lot has happened, it seems. Heath Ledger died, Brad Renfro died, Dud Thompson mumbled that he was quitting something or other, the Packers lost their chance to become footnotes to history (it’s all you, N.Y. Giants), and it’s been cold as a witch’s boner. We now enter the most depressing time of year, the one empty week before the Superbowl where nothing is happening and February is right around the corner. You know, there is a right way to live and make it to 70, and I think Jack Nicholson has done it.
Think of how much we will celebrate one year from now when President Obama is sworn in! If that happens I may just post nothing but pictures of booze in various states of drinkitude for the next four years. Yep, that’s right, you heard me. I just invented the word “drinkitude.”
Just realized we’re on the brink of the Final Countdown! One year from Sunday George W. Bush will no longer be in power. What a fantastic thing to realize. Now if we can do a better job of replacing him, fellow citizens, that would really top it all off. You won’t let me down this time, will you?
I don’t know why we play shows in January, we always seem to land on the coldest day ever. This Saturday should be no exception. There’s only one way to heat it up–with some rock!