You don't hear this one anymore...

Mister Charlie Lindbergh, he flew to old Berlin,
Got 'im a big Iron Cross, and he flew right back again
To Washington, Washington. 

Misses Charlie Lindbergh, she come dressed in red,
Said: "I'd like to sleep in that pretty White House bed
In Washington, Washington."

Lindy said to Annie: "We'll get there by and by,
But we'll have to split the bed up with Wheeler, Clark, and Nye 
In Washington, Washington."

Hitler wrote to Lindy, said "Do your very worst," 
Lindy started an outfit that he called America First 
In Washington, Washington. 

All around the country, Lindbergh, he did fly, 
Gasoline was paid for by Hoover, Clark, and Nye 
In Washington, Washington.

Lindy said to Hoover: "We'll do the same as France:
Make a deal with Hitler, and then we'll get our chance
In Washington, Washington." 

Then they had a meetin', and all the Firsters come,
Come on a-walkin', they come on a-runnin',
In Washington, Washington. 

Yonder comes Father Coughlin, wearin' the silver chain,
Cash on his stomach and Hitler on the brain.
In Washington, Washington.

Mister John L. Lewis would sit and straddle a fence,
His daughter signed with Lindbergh, and we ain't seen her since
In Washington, Washington.

Hitler said to Lindy: "Stall 'em all you can, 
Gonna bomb Pearl Harbor with the help of old Japan."
In Washington, Washington.

Then on a December mornin', the bombs come from Japan,
Wake Island and Pearl Harbor, kill fifteen hundred men.
In Washington, Washington

Now Lindy tried to join the army, but they wouldn't let 'im in,
'Fraid he'd sell to Hitler a few more million men.
In Washington, Washington 

So I'm a gonna tell you people: If Hitler's gonna be beat,
The common workin' people has got to take the seat
In Washington, Washington.

And I'm gonna tell you workers, 'fore you cash in your checks:
They say "America First," but they mean "America Next!"
In Washington, Washington.


"Lindbergh", by Woodie Guthrie

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Backlog

Two posts I promised would be here the better part of a month ago never materialized, because of an acute case of total computer implosion. If I am continually breaking higher levels of technology, does that mean I am a wizard?

Anyway, there's lots of good stuff over at Foseti's, which I won't even hyperlink to, because I am lazy, and, let's be honest, if you need one, someone probably changes your bedpans. Ranging from GBFM's review of Prince Caspian to a couple good articles on how conservative policy regarding the insane... is. I'd had that particular thought marinating in the back fridge for several months, but now I'm afraid it's gone bad. Darn.

Alrenous seems to have discovered via the comments section that I'm totally evil. Well, I'm pretty sure somewhere in the archives I warned him. It wasn't anything personal, Al, you just suck at logic.

Some things will occupy this space later this week, or maybe next week, or perhaps a month from now.

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Fear Not, Madam, I'm From The Communist Internet

Who cares if it's illegal, if it furthers the Revolutionary cause?

Oooooh, what's this do..?

I was wondering why I wasn't being emailed when someone commented on The Blog.

Well, that's fixed now. Blogger sure does a great job of burying settings in a cascade of drop-down menus.

For those of you that have been commenting, you can expect a bit more attention from me in the future.

Also, I am working on two new posts which ought to be a good deal of fun. Expect them in the next week or so.