Arthur Lee & Me…Some Reality

I think it was Andy Warhol who suggested that we’ll all get our 15 minutes of fame.  And a recent letter to the L.A. Times suggested that we “bloggers” finally have an outlet to feel like we’re some kinda writers – that we really have something to say to the rest of our species: that in any-other-point-in-time preceding the internet – we’d be a VERY frustrated and bitchy lot!

 

Well, that’s probably true – this weekly posting I’m doing is starting to make me feel pretty good about myself – since I truly believe that you don’t know how you think until you can capture your thoughts in writing.  In fact – instead of brushing my Mother’s Old World ideas off as nugatory – and ending up having her hang up the phone on me – I seem to have found that painstaking patience required in attempting toexplain things to her.

 

My Mother grew up in-and-after Hitler’s rise-and-fall; in Munich.  So, by the end of the war – she must have had some ability to recognize a Nazi when she saw one.  But I am continually vexed by her inability to see the Bushies in their Nazi hue.  She goes Old World on me all-the-time: telling me how Bill Clinton was just as corrupt as any Republican I care to mention.  I try to explain to her that when Bill Clinton was a-year-away from securing the presidency – that I said that he would eventually be brought down by his winkie!  I knew Jennifer Flowers was telling the truth – and I knew Bill for an outright liar when he suggested that he didn’t inhale!  (To play the sax, you gotsta inhale!)

 

And speaking of saxes and sex – I initially thought that Hilary was off-her-gourd when she suggested that her “husband” was the victim of “a vast right-wing conspiracy.”  But when you put a few pieces of the puzzle together: footage zooming in on Monica at rallies for Bill; the fact that Monica’s biological father was/is a MOSSAD agent; the fact that Bill didn’t want to play ball with the Israelis; the Linda Tripp thang??!! (was she really a former Delta Force operative?); the rush to impeachment (when compared to what the Bushies have done to the world and U.S.); and, finally – how on earth did Monica make her way to the oval office without some kinda tremendous assist?!  I foretold the fall of Slick Willie 9-years-ago, Mom.

 

So I try to explain to my Mother that it’s not about who’s right and who’s wrong; or who’s good and who’s bad; or, who’s more corrupt – I try to tell her it’s about THE SIZE OF THE LIE – because BIG LIES can injure an entire nation.  And, it was Hitler who said the bigger the lie – the more people will believe it.

 

So let’s get real.  Let’s not hide behind bullshit and rhetoric; behind big tits and little dicks.  Let’s get real!  I’m not for “…writing the rules in the sky and asking our leaders, ‘Why?’”  This Ron Paul movement sounds like fun more fun to me.  They want to have a Boston-styled Tea Party (I wanted one 7-years-ago).  Do I need a ticket?  Or, should I just show?  We should probably have a few thousand Tea Parties around the country.

 

Anyway, Arthur L. – wherever you are – thanks for the insights and the constant push for excellence: your voice is heard in many quarters – and, hopefully, you keep people pushing the envelope that we’ve somehow found ourselves sealed in.