Friends, Romans, (Progressive Texans) & Others:
(Don’t some of Y’all hate to be classified as ‘Others’?
Smacks of Intellectual Racism to me, but that’s just me.)
Don’t you fain to disclaim?
Me no Alamo!
How does it feel?
How does it feel?
How the fuck does it feel?
To be on the long side of the short fence?
Lend Me Your Beers!
(And yer FB password. Trust Me. I’m with the Government.)
Here is your (once again belated) Daily Lenny:
And Thanks for Listening, wherever you are.
And now I am gonna step out on a limb and say this:
I am with my Brothers and Sisters in the Ukraine.
Keep your eyes on the prize.
(And I do not speak that flippantly; I mean it. The whole world is watching)
Oh, and thanks for listening (Did I say that already?)
Well hell! Appreciation can never be over-played (if it is sincere)
In this case, rest assur’d it is (“Hey Madge?! Did he mean ‘over-played’ or ‘sincere’? Can never get a ‘read’ on this schmuck.”)
Cheers to all.
And if you’d get a kick reading/hearing more about it, go here:
Simply because, “An uneducated proletariat is a danger to freedom.”
That is My Lance Quote; I just made it up. But, Goddamn it! I do believe it.
“Aw Shit! Lance dun gone Commie on us!. Git a rope!”
Not at all. Nope. Cool yer Heels Cowboy! Lance just knows something has gone horribly wrong…with His Texas, and more importantly, with His America. It used to be His America.
Now, it seems. It ain’t.
*End of Rant*
If you have come thus far…
Well; you are a Commie!
And of course…My National Anthem:
Just for Multi-Media Attention:
If You don’t want to stand in-line…well… REFORM
(If Y’all don’t catch my drift… well then:
I am writing with no ink in my virtual pen.
And the line forms to the right.
And have fun.
And y’all thought I was bull-shitting when I posted a previous Rant:
I was speaking To America.
I just recently completed a Mark Twain Marathon, by Ken Burns.
“Good for you, Lance Marcom; we are happy you are soooo.. much into (Our) American History…”
I wanted such a telegram, but, alas, there are no telegrams today.
So, it may seem I was born too late…
For such Liberty.
WE, We, WE can forge our own liberty, in that same same spirit.
If we have the wherewithal.
Alas, I fear we have not.
We have the Constitution; we have The Law of Our Land; we have Our Precedent…
Alas, we have not the will
The Will, we lack . Today .
This was to be… a simple American Call to Arms.
Alas, I do not know if I am young enuff to muster:
My time has long since past.
I have not the passion to fight yet another war.
Lord knows (and that is a metaphor) I have NOT the will, nor the strength to fight such a war, yet, I am there, in spirit. I would gladly die for MY Country: My long lost America.
Rebel? Most Certainly.
Rebellious against my country?
Therein lies that dilemma,
Not I! For I am too old, and this kind of business falls to younger men
BUT, when I see the masses, the masses, in squalor, I get pissed.
When CEO’s in this country make ten thousand times more than the workers…
Well, it upsets me.
(any geographical or grammatical errors are surely mine. I do apologize)
These opinions are solely mine own.
Yet, I welcome our modern-day NSA to come knock on MY DOOR.
I certainly do.
I can finally be sated (for now)
And…I am gonna continue with this for some few weeks, until I give up…
But, Y’all know, when I get unto a ‘kick’ I hang on.
So…we shall see.
Wow Lance! THAT was some long-winded RANT!
No Worries: Nobody Read it but The NSA of the USA.
There’s somethin’ happening Here…