I've always found him insufferable in some kind of quaint Americana kind of way.

I love the music of David Bowie though, and this song from his 1974 album "Diamond Dogs" captures the frightened, tail chasing, self defeatist recycling of American society, as I've (and I'm sure some others) have seen and experienced America all throughout this first decade of our "new millenium"...that thorny patch of the Bush years.

This song isn't the sad-sweet sentimentality of an old Springsteen sock...this song captures the Bush years in their essential essence, and the frenzied fear sticken panic of a people so fucked limp by thier own fevered fucking stupidity, that they look up to a TV Lone Ranger like the daring big Dubya, for diliverence...

BIG BROTHER

Don't talk of dust and roses

Or should we powder our noses

Don't live for last year's capers

Give me steel

Give me steel

Give me pulses and wheel

We'll build a glass asylum

With just a hint of mayhem

We'll build a better whirlpool

We'll be living from sin

And we can really dig in

Please savior, savior show us

Hear me, I'm graphically yours

Someone to claim us - someone to follow

Someone to shame us - some brave apollo

Someone to fool us - someone like you

We want you Big Brother - Big Brother

I know you think you're awful square

But you made everyone and you've been everywhere

Lord I think you'd overdose if you knew what's going down

Someone to claim us - someone to follow

Someone to shame us - some brave apollo

Someone to fool us - someone like you

We want you Big Brother - Big Brother

You need to take your verse

And set it to music

Because most Americans are too zoned out

On musical Prozac...

...they really are most unbecoming.

...they call them the Diamond Dogs."

Do you think you could desist from taking a dump on this board every five seconds?

Roxy Music? Ever hear the "Bogus Man?"

The bogus man is on his way

as fast as he can run

he's tired but he'll get to you

And showe you lots of fun

Concealed his doubts

By skillful evasion

But he couldn't find out

About deception

I'm not knockin' Obama

I've just never liked Springsteen

And his whole

"Born in the U.S.A."

Melodrama...

Appears to be in the arrested state

Of a twisted turd.

To unravel

This turd twist?

To help out McCain/Palin

This year?

The shit won't fly

It just won't hit the fan

Anybody got

A McBack up plan?

"we're in love with beauty, we're in love with wealth, we're in love with mental health...we're goin' crazy..."

I was always a punk

More than a new waver

Likewise

Never dropped X

On the strobe light scene

With all the

Techno ravers

A more piecring wave

Is still what I hunger for

Every waking second...

Funny thing is, I guess I heard the Clash for the first time in '79, but you take a song like "Hate and War," and it doesn't capture the zeitgeist of '79, in captures the zeitgeist of 2008.

Weird.

Marley was the man

but for me

Peter Tosh was the unquestionable king

Of all of Reggaeland.

McCain won't release his medical records because they'd show that he's a few cards shy of a full deck.

His supporters would declare mutiny...

Klytus is not Joan smitten

Nor on any MSNBC mission

To bring some brand new pundittin'

To add to the already confusing bullshittin'

That comprise the media rise

True intentions in disguise

Readin' between the lies

As well as some words of the wise

Of the whole election eve composition...

Fear not

Good Celery is nutritious

And magically suspicious

And Klytus is as cautious

As Klytus

Is riotous

Accept no substitutes

Celery

Is the true crunch.

I've seen the Kinks perform numerous times. What with all of this financial disaster in full throw, I'm reminded of a most appropriate Kinks song...

"Most Exclusive Residence For Sale"

Need to drink a Geritol, cos ginital jerk don't work....

of 'ol dog mccanaininations of unbrung victory fetched.

jack up

interest rate

Asshole extraordinaire.

...is a blow job.

I'll give you honest.

My absentee ballot should arrive in the mail anytime now

And with one wave of a hand

I'm gonna check off my choices off on that ballot

And dispatch John McCain and Sarah Palin off to the shithouse

So fast

It'll make your head spin...

Like Sarah Palin.

Last two elections

I waited in long lines

Pressed in with my peers

Who poured into the polls

And voted from the base and

Sum of all their stupid fears

America in its total mass

Can just kiss my wog ass..

I'm voting early from the comfort of my home

And the rest of America?

Well shit, you're all on your own....

Do not the gold standard make

Shit is still shit

Just shit for shit's sake...

Dim Horizon.

Are you banking on McCainian McCarthyism being being this fall's favorite fashion?

...and obviously other kinds of flakes as well...

Is seccessionist scum.

Must die.

Ought to clear up before the election

Is all of this troubling talk

About an Alsakan insurrection...

Is

They must have

Much more

Than just snow flakes

Up that way....

Sarah Palin and her spouse...no traitors in our white house.

I'm glad everybody's gonna know the truth now.

Tina Fey might be assuming demi-goddess status in your life? Well watch out. That kind of extreme celebrity idolitry might by and large make you appear pretty stupid in most public situations.

Invest in finding yourself a life. I'm sure it would give Tina Fey much relief if indeed you found one for yourself.

Whippin' 'em up!

Sounds like a knights of the Klu Klux Klan cook off!

I don't wanna rain on your little parade

But Obama never in his entire life

Ever held a membership

To the Weather Underground

A stark statement of fact

You just cannot evade.