I don’t know if I have admitted to this yet – but I was a staunch Republican for many years — until Papa John set me straight right after Dubya’s first coup. Papa John passionately challenged me to use my research “mind” to educate myself about the Bushies – which I did (and have been quite anti-Republican since) – though being brought up with Republican parents – I was difficult training to break.
I still haven’t become upset with Tricky Dick – never understanding why Watergate was such a big deal. I pointed out to anyone who would listen (a year before he gained office) that Slick Willie would be hung by his willy – and an aside to Hillary (whom I no longer refer to as Hitlery): if you want to win the presidency – you had better line Bill up with some pussy – because if he can’t get any pussy for 8 years – he is going to drink himself into oblivion and on f*** you with his passive aggressive, alcohol-assisted responses to “inquiring minds.” I DID like Jimmy Carter a lot – but, he had none of the political machine assembled that is so necessary to survive in Washington. Obama! Get out of the game now!! Because you are being set up for some lone, crazed White gunman (picked out by Bushie subordinates, naturally) to take you out “on accounta yer racism.” Hell! Papa Bush almost had Ronnie Reagan “whacked” by John Hinckley (mental note: MUST research background of Papa Hinckley).
And now I remember why I am talking about this seven-year-itch, thang – it’s been seven years since Papa John begged me to get serious about my Bushie research! And the one thing I’ve learned about being me, is — I invariably say or think things seven years before others do. Take my music for example…I started composing back in 1972 – and found a sufficient enough following to record in 1980. The very next year – I was an underground hit in San Francisco (and MOST of the songs for this tape were composed in 1974!). So when I look at this seven-year Bushie thang I have been analyzing, I’d like to think I can say something about something.
Granted, when I began speaking about any venture by the U.S. into Iraq turning out like another Viet Nam – (one year before the five-year-ago-invasion) – I am one year shy of that magic 7 years. But this may have been an important premature ejaculation on my part, after all – I managed to piss off one-of-my students at CSUN (who came from a ‘military’ family) and the very next week I had a cautionary memo from the UC and Cal State Chancellors’ offices, seconded by both university systems’ board of regents to NOT TALK about the impending war; unless it related directly to the subject I was teaching. During the Viet Nam War – I thought that the war related to EVERYTHING American.
I also remember accosting a member of the Spectrum Club when the American death toll in Iraq was under 1000 (today we hit 4000). I told this fellow that I thought that 3000 would be the threshold for the American psyche to overthrow the oiligarchy that now seems firmly entrenched as the center of American political power (Oh, Ronnie! What did you do to piss off Papa Bush?!) Mr. Putin – don’t worry! We also had a president who was the head of our KGB!
And now to the point of my seven-year-itch! I have been writing anti-Bush letters to the L.A. Times for quite awhile now – and none have ever been published. This week I read a whole slew of letters condemning the Bushies — that might-as-well have been written by me. Have all these folks finally caught up to me? Or, have seven years of brewing and stewing finally got me to realize that other folks have been saying the same thing all along.
George Winston…forgive me for ever thinking that YOU copied ME!