Youtube video of Patty Loveless singing "Lonely too Long"

Lonely too Long

Well, good mornin'

Tell me how'd you sleep last night

You're still smiling

So we must've done something right

Don't feel guilty

Because you turned to me last night

We ain't done nothin' wrong
We've just been lonely too long
No, we ain't done nothin' wrong
We've just been lonely too long

It's only natural
When you've been too long in the dark
To look for comfort
And to warm yourself by the fire
We're just afraid
That we might get our fingers burned

But we ain't done nothin' wrong
We've just been lonely too long
No, we ain't done nothin' wrong
We've just been lonely too long

Nothing's wrong that can't be cured
With a new love
All you need is someone like me to
Be sure of, to be your love

I'll be waiting
Standing right outside your heart
And I'll be watching
For the slightest sign of a spark
And I'll be here
If you should want to turn to me

'Cause we ain't done nothin' wrong
We've just been lonely too long
No, we ain't done nothin' wrong
We've just been lonely too long

We ain't done nothin' wrong
We've both been lonely too long
Oh, just been lonely too long
Both been lonely too long
Just been lonely too long

Written by Mary Sharon Rice, Michael Lawler, Wilbur S. Rice • Copyright © Universal Music Publishing Group

Faust: Encounter with Margaret, by Nabil Kanso

The Republican Fausts, by David Brooks
nytimes.com 1/31/17

Judge Halts Deportations as refugee ban causes worldwide furor, Washington Post 1/29/17

Trump's Policy on Immigration is Illegal

David Bier, nytimes.com 1/28/17

Donald Trump's Muslim Ban Is Cowardly and Dangerous

Editorial, nytimes.com 1/29/17

"Republicans in Congress who remain quiet or tacitly supportive of the ban should recognize that history will remember them as cowards."

-Ibid.

Willie Nelson singing "Living in the Promiseland"

Living in the Promiseland

Give us your tired and weak
And we will make them strong
Bring us your foreign songs
And we will sing along

Leave us your broken dreams
We'll give them time to mend
There's still a lot of love
Living in the Promiseland

Living in the Promiseland
Our dreams are made of steel
The prayer of every man
Is to know how freedom feels

There is a winding road
Across the shifting sand
And room for everyone
Living in the Promiseland

So they came from a distant isle
Nameless woman
Faithless child like a bad dream
Until there was no room at all
No place to run, and no place to fall

Give us our daily bread
We have no shoes to wear
No place to call our home
Only this cross to bear

We are the multitudes
Lend us a helping hand
Is there no love anymore
Living in the Promiseland

Living in the Promiseland
Our dreams are made of steel
The prayer of every man
Is to know how freedom feels

There is a winding road
Across the shifting sand
And room for everyone
Living in the Promiseland

Songwriters
Paul Madeira; Jimmy Dorsey

Published by

MORLEY MUSIC CO.

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REFUGEES DETAINED AFTER IMMIGRATION BAN
Nytimes.com 1/28/17  Maybe sometime in 1984.

Kris Kristofferson sings "Duvalier's Dream"

Kris Kristofferson – Duvalier's Dream Lyrics

Duvalier was a bitter man who cursed the morning sun
That brought a new betrayal every day.
He shunned the world of mortals and the sound of human tongues
And blessed the night that chased their sight away.
A disillusioned dreamer who would never love again
Who'd tried of it and found that it was rotten.
Preferring perfect strangers to the company of friends
Because strangers are so easily forgotten.

Oh, it's hard to keep believing when you know you've been deceived.
To face a lie and dare to try again, but there's nothing like a woman
With a spell of make believe to make a new believer of a man.
Duvalier took the fickle turns of fortune in his stride

Expecting next to nothing out of life.
Till fortune found a girl who fanned a flame he thought had died
Whose burning beauty cut him like a knife.
She touched him through the senses that his mind could not control.
Then smiling stepped aside and watched him fall.
Betrayed by his own body and the hunger in his soul
Duvalier was a dreamer after all.

Oh, it's hard to keep believing when you know you've been deceived.
To face a lie and dare to try again, but there's nothing like a woman
With a spell of make believe to make a new believer of a man.
Duvalier took the fickle turns of fortune in his stride

Oh, it's hard to keep believing when you know you've been deceived.
To face a lie and dare to try again, but there's nothing like a woman
With a spell of make believe to make a new believer of a man.

Songwriters: Kristofferson, Kris

Duvalier's Dream lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC

                                                                  "The Don"

America is a TV show, not a free democracy of the people....with a TV reality star as it's leader.  I have never bothered to watch that dumb show "The Apprentice" or read The  Don's book "Art of the Deal."  I believe in my heart that it should probably be renamed "The Art of the Con."

Pure Bullshit...you can be sure all used car dealers are required to read that book....

I suppose millions will get their news from that new season of "House of Cards," with the American flag upside down in a sign of distress.  We've got "Madame Secretary" to spoof Hillary, and now Arnold Schwarzenegger (can you believe it, a former governor of CA) as the new host of "The Apprentice."

It all started when that minor actor Ronald Reagan, who followed the stars, acted presidential and bumbled through 8 years of being president.

America needs to stop watching so much TV.  It's just like Orwell's 1984,   

The Silent Majority needs to read some good history books, particularly about the rise and fall of Nazi Germany.  The damn Boob Tube rules this nation of plenty.  Stop watching, America!

Link to Twitter teaser for "House of Cards" upside down distress flag,,,a new season -- Plenty of numbing TV melodrama to satiate the Silent Majority.  Here is link: 

https://twitter.com/HouseofCards/status/822466238257340416

1968 all over again...Inauguration Day, 1/20/2017

“...out from the door of the farmhouse came a long file of pigs, all walking on their hind legs...out came Napoleon himself, majestically upright, casting haughty glances from side to side, and with his dogs gambolling round him. 

He carried a whip in his trotter. 

There was a deadly silence. Amazed, terrified, huddling together, the animals watched the long line of pigs march slowly round the yard. It was as though the world had turned upside-down. Then there came a moment when the first shock had worn off and when, in spite of everything-in spite of their terror of the dogs, and of the habit, developed through long years, of never complaining, never criticising, no matter what happened-they might have uttered some word of protest. But just at that moment, as though at a signal, all the sheep burst out into a tremendous bleating of- 

"Four legs good, two legs better! Four legs good, two legs better! Four legs good, two legs better!" 

It went on for five minutes without stopping. And by the time the sheep had quieted down, the chance to utter any protest had passed, for the pigs had marched back into the farmhouse.” 
― George Orwell, Animal Farm

John Lewis on Trump, and Trump on John Lewis
-- Mark Landler, nytimes.com 1/15/17

"When the President does it, that means that it's not illegal". --Richard M. Nixon

"This is the criminal left that belongs not in a dormitory, but in a penitentiary. The criminal left is not a problem to be solved by the Department of Philosophy or the Department of English—it is a problem for the Department of Justice…. Black or white, the criminal left is interested in power. It is not interested in promoting the renewal and reforms that make democracy work; it is interested in promoting those collisions and conflict that tear democracy apart."

• Speech at a Florida Republican dinner, Fort Lauderdale, Florida (April 28, 1970); reported in Collected Speeches of Spiro Agnew (1971), p. 13

"The biggest lesson I learned from Vietnam is not to trust our own government statements. I had no idea until then that you could not rely on them."
 -- J. William Fulbright, U.S. Senator

David Brooks, 1/20/17, "The Internal Invasion", nytimes.com

From an Editorial in the New York Times, 1/20/2017:

"Vainglorious on a podium where other presidents have presented themselves as fellow citizens, preening where they have been humble, Mr. Trump declared that under him America will “bring back our jobs” and “bring back our borders,” “bring back our wealth” and “bring back our dreams.” This country has its challenges, and we fervently hope Mr. Trump will address them. But America had dreams before Friday. It was great before Mr. Trump became president, and with his help — or, if necessary, in spite of his folly — Americans will find ways to make it greater in years to come."

THE TRAVELING WILBURYS
"Handle With Care"

(The Traveling Wilburys)

Been beat up and battered 'round
Been sent up, and I've been shot down
You're the best thing that I've ever found

Handle me with care
Reputations changeable
Situations tolerable
But baby, you're adorable
Handle me with care

I'm so tired of being lonely
I still have some love to give
Won't you show me that you really care

Everybody's got somebody to lean on
Put your body next to mine, and dream on

I've been fobbed off, and I've been fooled
I've been robbed and ridiculed
In day care centers and night schools
Handle me with care

(Guitar Solo)

Been stuck in airports, terrorized
Sent to meetings, hypnotized
Overexposed, commercialized
Handle me with care

I'm so tired of being lonely
I still have some love to give
Won't you show me that you really care

Everybody's got somebody to lean on
Put your body next to mine, and dream on

I've been uptight and made a mess
But I'll clean it up myself, I guess
Oh, the sweet smell of success
Handle me with care

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Max Ehrmann


Desiderata

Go placidly amid the noise and haste,
and remember what peace there may be in silence.
As far as possible without surrender
be on good terms with all persons.
Speak your truth quietly and clearly;
and listen to others,
even the dull and the ignorant;
they too have their story. 

Avoid loud and aggressive persons,
they are vexations to the spirit.
If you compare yourself with others,
you may become vain and bitter;
for always there will be greater and lesser persons than yourself.
Enjoy your achievements as well as your plans. 
Keep interested in your own career, however humble;
it is a real possession in the changing fortunes of time.

Exercise caution in your business affairs;
for the world is full of trickery.
But let this not blind you to what virtue there is;
many persons strive for high ideals;
and everywhere life is full of heroism. 
Be yourself.
Especially, do not feign affection.
Neither be cynical about love;
for in the face of all aridity and disenchantment
it is as perennial as the grass. 

Take kindly the counsel of the years,
gracefully surrendering the things of youth.
Nurture strength of spirit to shield you in sudden misfortune.
But do not distress yourself with dark imaginings.
Many fears are born of fatigue and loneliness.
Beyond a wholesome discipline,
be gentle with yourself.
 
You are a child of the universe,
no less than the trees and the stars;
you have a right to be here.
And whether or not it is clear to you,
no doubt the universe is unfolding as it should. 

Therefore be at peace with God,
whatever you conceive Him to be,
and whatever your labors and aspirations,
in the noisy confusion of life keep peace with your soul. 
With all its sham, drudgery, and broken dreams,
it is still a beautiful world.
Be cheerful.
Strive to be happy. 

Max Ehrmann, Desiderata, Copyright 1952.

Brett Wilson