From: owner-fegmaniax-digest@smoe.org (fegmaniax-digest) To: fegmaniax-digest@smoe.org Subject: fegmaniax-digest V16 #670 Reply-To: fegmaniax@smoe.org Sender: owner-fegmaniax-digest@smoe.org Errors-To: owner-fegmaniax-digest@smoe.org Precedence: bulk fegmaniax-digest Tuesday, July 29 2008 Volume 16 : Number 670 Today's Subjects: ----------------- Re: Love songs/Cassettes [2fs ] Re: REAP [Jeff Dwarf ] Re: REAP [2fs ] RE: REAP ["Marc Alberts" ] Re: Love Songs ["(0% rh)" ] Re: Love Songs [Carrie Galbraith ] RE: REAP-a-go-go ["Bachman, Michael" ] DETOURS - The Strangest Albums From the Biggest Artists [HwyCDRrev@aol.co] Wafflehead and other songs about that subject... [The Great Quail ] Re: Generation gaps [2fs ] Re: REAP [2fs ] reap ["Jason Brown" ] REAP [Poem Lover ] Re: DETOURS - The Strangest Albums From the Biggest Artists [Tom Clark ] so true [Jill Brand ] Re: so true ["Jeremy Osner" ] Re: REAP [Christopher Gross ] ---------------------------------------------------------------------- Date: Mon, 28 Jul 2008 22:50:13 -0500 From: 2fs Subject: Re: Love songs/Cassettes On 7/28/08, grutness@slingshot.co.nz wrote: > > > > Re:Cassettes, the other thing you've got to remember is that, pre-CD, > pre-YouTube, they were the prime medium for self-released albums. Ah, good point - I must modify my earlier "did not buy prerecorded cassettes" to also exempt local releases that were unavailable any other way. - -- ...Jeff Norman The Architectural Dance Society http://spanghew.blogspot.com ------------------------------ Date: Mon, 28 Jul 2008 20:54:38 -0700 (PDT) From: Jeff Dwarf Subject: Re: REAP On Mon, 7/28/08, Rex wrote: > If you were born when I was (1971), and probably no more than a year or > two before or afterwards, you started your record collection on > cassettes. I switched to CD's in the early '90's. There were a few > items that took so long to come out on CD that I actually digitized > them from cassette. Pretty much the same here, except I switched in '89. Even remember that the first thing I bought on CD was Hatful of Hallow, since I couldn't find it on cassette. Sadly, the CD broke a couple years ago. > So that was us... Gen Y or whatever, a pretty forgettable/forgotten > demographic. Nah, we're still Gen X (I'm 1972). Gen Y begins around 78 or 79. If you were in high school by the time Kurdt, um, "divorced" Courtney, you're Generation X pretty much. "I'm not tempted to write a song about George W. Bush. I couldn't figure out what sort of song I would write. That's the problem: I don't want to satirize George Bush and his puppeteers, I want to vaporize them." -- Tom Lehrer "The eyes are the groin of the head." -- Dwight Schrute ------------------------------ Date: Tue, 29 Jul 2008 00:05:34 -0500 From: 2fs Subject: Re: REAP On 7/28/08, Jeff Dwarf wrote: > > > > > So that was us... Gen Y or whatever, a pretty forgettable/forgotten > > demographic. > > > Nah, we're still Gen X (I'm 1972). Gen Y begins around 78 or 79. Bullshit - "generations" are media creations only with almost no tangible reality. Depending who you ask, I'm either a late baby boomer, some vague "forgotten generation," or something else entirely (I was born in very late 1961). The first is patently absurd: if generations mean anything, they have to do with shared cultural experiences, particularly during formative and important years of life. Someone born in, say, 1949 (archetypically a Baby Boomer) was 16 in 1965 and 20 in 1969...so in their teens there was the Summer of Love, Haight-Ashbury, Woodstock...and the Vietnam War, latterday Civil Rights movement, Nixon, etc. When I was 16, it was basically 1978: Carter's malaise, disco, OPEC gas problems...and when I was in my early 20s, we got Reagan, Falwell, and AIDS. Anyone who categorizes 1949 people and 1961-62 people in the same generation is uttelry full of shit. Beyond all that, so many more things are so much more important (such as where in the country you're located, urban/rural/suburban, and largely determining much of those first two, social class). - -- ...Jeff Norman The Architectural Dance Society http://spanghew.blogspot.com ------------------------------ Date: Mon, 28 Jul 2008 22:37:46 -0700 From: "Marc Alberts" Subject: RE: REAP Jeff wrote: > Bullshit - "generations" are media creations only with almost no > tangible > reality. > > Depending who you ask, I'm either a late baby boomer, some vague > "forgotten > generation," or something else entirely (I was born in very late 1961). > The > first is patently absurd: if generations mean anything, they have to do > with > shared cultural experiences, particularly during formative and > important > years of life. Someone born in, say, 1949 (archetypically a Baby > Boomer) was > 16 in 1965 and 20 in 1969...so in their teens there was the Summer of > Love, > Haight-Ashbury, Woodstock...and the Vietnam War, latterday Civil Rights > movement, Nixon, etc. The problem here, Jeff, is that the Baby Boom is not a generational definer, but a demographic one. The Baby Boom is defined by the large bulge in the population pyramid corresponding with the birth years 1946-1964, and petering off as the WWII generation that started the whole thing started hitting the end of fecundity. It has nothing in particular to do with any shared experience as you describe. Also, a generation demographically doesn't really have to be as short term as you make it. In general you describe a generation by fecundity as well, corresponding to the average length of time between the birth of the average child and the birth of the children's children, which is more like 25 years, not the typical 10 year period that you seem to be referring to. Marc ------------------------------ Date: Tue, 29 Jul 2008 02:44:10 -0400 From: "(0% rh)" Subject: Re: Love Songs Carrie says: > I have to weigh in with Nick Cave's "The Boatman's Call" being one > big love song and many of the tunes are quite beautifully written > ("Into My Arms" and "(Are You) The One I've Been Waiting For" come to > mind) i'm not sure how carrie did it, but that's the first time i've decided to buy an album in all of 30 seconds within hearing about it (RH is 0.0 seconds, since it's a given.) i know very little of nick cave, and i think there's something i just don't "get" about him. i've listened to a bit of his music, and i read about 2/3 of "...and the ass saw the angel." both left me with a kind of confusion that i couldn't quite place (sometimes he seems to confuse himself with william faulkner.) but ``into my arms'' is another story altogether. i won't even bother to say anything else i think about that song except that, if it's even possible, it gets to me even more than ``suzanne'' gets to me. now i have to go find something in elizabeth wurtzel's ``More, Now, Again". say what you will about ms. wurtzel. she's an absolute RIOT. i mean, without a sense of humour, i bet nearly O.D.ing on speedballs would WAY more of a drag. at any rate, there's this lovely passage in the book. she's been through a rehab program, maybe twice (it's been a while since i've read it so i'm fuzzy on the exact sequence of events.) she has a few bags of cocaine, and even though she's walked over to the apartment of an old friend who is in AA in a last ditch effort not to do the drugs; but she's fooling herself -- she's REALLY ready to throw in the towel. big time. i think she does some of it in the bathroom (only because the AA friend won't let her do it from of him) but at some point her friend turns on letterman and she starts watching it with him. nick cave is the guest (she's know pretty much nothing about mr. cave.) here's the passage [with a few lines clipped]: ``It's just Nick and the piano, his voice is as soothing as everything else about the show and I just sit and listen. [My friend] knows that I can't talk now. \begin{verse} I don't believe in an interventionist god But I know darling that you do But if I did I would kneel down and ask him Not to change a thing when it comes to you Not to change a hair on your head Leave you as you are If he had to direct you then direct you into my arms Into my arms, oh Lord Into my arms. \end{verse} The idea that someone out there ever felt that way about someone else out there seems like a reason to live at the moment. Such a purity and clarity of feeling has to be a girl from God. [...] Just let me know something about the things Nick Cave is talking about.'' - -- E. Wurtzel, ``More, Now Again", 2002 the thing about the song, and the thing about what ms. wurtzel wrote is that i believe her. i really believe that song could save someone's life. as ever, lauren - -- "people with opinions just go around bothering one another." -- the buddha ------------------------------ Date: Tue, 29 Jul 2008 00:52:49 -0700 From: Carrie Galbraith Subject: Re: Love Songs On Jul 28, 2008, at 11:44 PM, (0% rh) wrote: i'm not sure how carrie did it, but that's the first time i've decided to buy an album in all of 30 seconds within hearing about it (RH is 0.0 seconds, since it's a given.) i know very little of nick cave, and i think there's something i just don't "get" about him. i've listened to a bit of his music, and i read about 2/3 of "...and the ass saw the angel." both left me with a kind of confusion that i couldn't quite place (sometimes he seems to confuse himself with william faulkner.) but ``into my arms'' is another story altogether. i won't even bother to say anything else i think about that song except that, if it's even possible, it gets to me even more than ``suzanne'' gets to me. I've been a Nick Cave fan since early art school days (translate - early 80s) when an Australian student loaned me a (yes!) cassette copy of "Kickin' Against the Pricks." He was edgy enough for an angst- ridden former punk art student with an asymmetrical haircut. And she was, well, pretty cute so I wanted to listen to her music. But with all of his work, even his novel and the film "The Proposition," I hold a special place in my heart for "The Boatman's Call." When it came out I called it the "kindler, gentler, Nick" but I loved it instantly. Like lots of Mr. C it's raw and unflinching, but it's just his great talent with his beautiful voice and the words take on more meaning because of the sparse tone of the CD. And who can really resist a new album whose first line is "I don't believe in an interventionist god..." I love all of Robyn's work (well, except for...) but I hold Mr. Cave and Mr. Cohen in equal regard. On the generations thing (not from a scientific pov - I thought I was considered "last year or so of the boomers" (an ancient 1956) but my brother and brother-in-law (6 years and 8 years older respectively) had a much different generational experience than me. I'm from an "in- between" generation. I grew up watching war on the 6:00 news every night, went to exactly 1 anti war protest almost inadvertently at the age of 16 just before Saigon fell and then, well, Gerry Ford, Jimmy Carter, the Energy Crisis, Iran-Contra, and, eventually Reagan. No wonder my particular group who graduated high school in the mid-70s turned to dope and reggae and malaise and, eventually, punk. We couldn't even say "off the pigs" with any kind of anger. We weren't disco or cocaine, fern bars or farrah fawcett haircuts. I remember with clarity when Reagan won the election and I decided to wear only black, in mourning for my country. Is there a name for my "generation?" Because it wasn't "Boomer." More like generation burnout. Anyway, my view anyway. - - c "All tyranny needs to gain a foothold is for people of good conscience to remain silent. " - - Thomas Jefferson ------------------------------ Date: Tue, 29 Jul 2008 09:06:48 -0400 From: "Bachman, Michael" Subject: RE: REAP-a-go-go - -----Original Message----- From: owner-fegmaniax@smoe.org [mailto:owner-fegmaniax@smoe.org] On Behalf Of HwyCDRrev@aol.com Sent: Monday, July 28, 2008 2:20 AM To: fegmaniax-digest@smoe.org Subject: REAP-a-go-go >Brooks Jones, Father of Summerfare, Is Dead at 73 Bruce Adler, Actor With Yiddish Roots, Is Dead at 63 >Youssef Chahine, Egyptian Filmmaker, Dies at 82 Larry Haines, a Star of bSearch for Tomorrowb, Is Dead at 89 >Roger Hall, a Spy With a Sense of Humor, Is Dead at 89 Some belated REAP's from last week to add to the mix: Jo Stafford at 90, 1940's and 50's popular singer, perhaps her most famous song was "My Heart Belongs To Only You". Johnny Griffin at 80, hard bop jazz saxophonist and one of the many American jazzmen who moved to Paris starting 1950's. Michael B. ------------------------------ Date: Tue, 29 Jul 2008 10:38:23 EDT From: HwyCDRrev@aol.com Subject: DETOURS - The Strangest Albums From the Biggest Artists http://www.popmatters.com/pm/feature/61268/the-icons my blog is "Yer Blog" http://fab4yerblog.blogspot.com/ http://robotsarestealingmyluggage.blogspot.com/ **************Get fantasy football with free live scoring. Sign up for FanHouse Fantasy Football today. (http://www.fanhouse.com/fantasyaffair?ncid=aolspr00050000000020) ------------------------------ Date: Tue, 29 Jul 2008 10:36:23 -0400 From: The Great Quail Subject: Wafflehead and other songs about that subject... Catching up on old threads.... > ...What makes me smile about it is having seen Robyn, Andy, and Morris perform > it live onstage -- including a bizarrely semi-choreographed "'Wafflehead' > Dance" -- back in '92 or '93... Yes, yes! That's what made me love the song. That and when Robyn said -- after a particularly ridiculous and groovy Wafflehead dance -- "Let's see Natalie Merchant do that...!" > But it is one of the few songs written about cunnilingus. Are there > any others? Well, Nashville Pussy does have a whole album called "Let Them Eat Pussy." And there's this album by power electronics "musician" Rachel Kozak (Warning! NSFW): http://sickness-abounds.blogspot.com/2008/03/hecate-magick-of-female-ejacula tion.html But more in the mainstream, I have always thought Tori Amos' "Raspberry Swirl" was about cunnilingus: I am not your senorita I am not from your tribe If you want inside her Boy you better make her raspberry swirl Things are getting desperate When all the boys can't be men Everybody knows I'm her friend Everybody knows I'm her man If you want inside her well, Boy you better make her raspberry swirl Also, there's Pete Townsend's "Slit Skirts," which is not about cunnilingus per se, but has this fairly classic line: Recriminations fester and the past can never change A woman's expectations run from both ends of the range Once she walked with untamed lovers' face between her legs Now he's cooled and stifled and it's she who has to beg Slit skirts, Jeanie never wears those slit skirts... And finally, Deep Purple's "Perfect Strangers" has this rather obvious groaner: Sweet Nancy was so fancy To get into her pantry Had to be the aristocracy The members that she toyed with At her city club Were something in diplomacy So we put her on the hit list Of a common cunning linguist A master of many tongues And now she eases gently From her Austin to her Bentley Suddenly she feels so young And I am sure Lords of Acid *have* to have some songs about this subject, right? - --Quail ------------------------------ Date: Tue, 29 Jul 2008 10:45:27 -0400 From: The Great Quail Subject: Generation gaps Jeff writes, > Bullshit - "generations" are media creations only with almost no tangible > reality. As a 41-year old ex-teacher who still works in education, in an office full of 25-year olds, I have to heartily disagree. To a large extent, a "generation" is defined by shared experiences, which today involves the media. What frames of reference you have -- what music was popular, what television shows, what state technology is in, etc. I see these alternate frames of reference every day at work, and in schools. I am not saying that it's so drastic it brings about a complete generation gap; but when I visit certain friends my age who don't own iPods, stopped buying any CD not put out by REM, and still talk about the 80s as if they were yesterday -- it's quite a different vibe from hanging with the millennial Facebook crowd at work, who by-and-large listen to a wider range of musical genres, cannot imagine a world without the Internet, and look at me blankly when I make a Hill Street Blues reference. Granted, some of this may seem superficial, and some of it is. But I think there's *generally* a noticeable difference in generational attitudes about sex, race, gender, music, entertainment, capitalism, communication, socializing, irony, humor, and many other things of varying degrees of subtlety.... - --Quail ------------------------------ Date: Tue, 29 Jul 2008 11:07:14 -0500 From: 2fs Subject: Re: Generation gaps On 7/29/08, The Great Quail wrote: > > Jeff writes, > > > Bullshit - "generations" are media creations only with almost no tangible > > reality. > > As a 41-year old ex-teacher who still works in education, in an office full > of 25-year olds, I have to heartily disagree. I probably should have been less all-encompassing in my scorn. As the rest of what I wrote indicated, there are certainly differences in generations (in fact, I said something very similar to your "To a large extent, a 'generation' is defined by shared experiences, which today involves the media.") Where I disagree is the notion that rather than being relatively fluid and ongoing, generations have sharp, defined differences between them...so that idiots can argue, say, that no, I'm a Baby Boomer because I was born in 1959 and the other idiot can say, no you're not because the Baby Boom generation ended in 1958. It's that sort of inanity - which generally goes along with giving names to generations, since you can't name something unless you try to define it - that gets my goat, fries it up, and serves it to vegetarians as "long tofu." The other thing about generational differences is such media-generated labeling reinforces difference (and thereby incomprehensibility and difficulty in communication). I'm certainly not the online junkie all twenty-year-olds supposedly are (another problem: flattening out of intra-generational differences...you know, all teens in the late '60s had long hair and gobbled acid as if were sugar), but I've made some effort not to be out of touch utterly. Part of that's my own occupation (I teach college), part of it's my own interests (particularly musical interests), but much of it's simply that I don't accept that because some vague consensus says that 46-year-olds are supposed to do or say whatever I have to do it too. Said so bluntly, hardly anyone would admit to doing so...and yet, trends persist. Relatedly, I'm still amused by the way "grandparent" seems not to have changed overmuch in decades...even though today's 65-year-old was born in 1943, and (by virtue of stereotype, at least) was fucking in the mud at Woodstock at 26 - not crocheting a tea cozy. Yet somehow, turn 65 and you're listening to Bing Crosby all day long. - -- ...Jeff Norman The Architectural Dance Society http://spanghew.blogspot.com ------------------------------ Date: Tue, 29 Jul 2008 11:15:44 -0500 From: 2fs Subject: Re: REAP On 7/29/08, Marc Alberts wrote: > > Jeff wrote: > > > Depending who you ask, I'm either a late baby boomer, some vague > > "forgotten > > generation," or something else entirely (I was born in very late 1961). > > The > > first is patently absurd: if generations mean anything, they have to do > > with > > shared cultural experiences, particularly during formative and > > important > > years of life. Someone born in, say, 1949 (archetypically a Baby > > Boomer) was > > 16 in 1965 and 20 in 1969...so in their teens there was the Summer of > > Love, > > Haight-Ashbury, Woodstock...and the Vietnam War, latterday Civil Rights > > movement, Nixon, etc. > > > The problem here, Jeff, is that the Baby Boom is not a generational > definer, > but a demographic one. The Baby Boom is defined by the large bulge in the > population pyramid corresponding with the birth years 1946-1964, and > petering off as the WWII generation that started the whole thing started > hitting the end of fecundity. It has nothing in particular to do with any > shared experience as you describe. In original definition it may not have, but as used today, "Baby Boom" usually designates a particular generational cohort, with presumed shared interests, outlooks, etc....as do other similar labels (Gen X, Gen Y, blah-blah-blah). In other words, identities and interests supposedly common to Baby Boomers were constructed to *define* what was originally a mere demographic description and transform it into (among other things) categories marketing, poltiical, sociological, etc. That trend (of assuming generations in the demographic sense correspond to shared-interest groups) has gotten increasingly popular since, oh, the late '70s/early '80s or so. I think of the first glut of articles on "Generation X" as a fairly early example of this kind of generation-labeling - and it's gotten more common and more shallow since. Also, a generation demographically doesn't really have to be as short term > as you make it. In general you describe a generation by fecundity as well, > corresponding to the average length of time between the birth of the > average > child and the birth of the children's children, which is more like 25 > years, > not the typical 10 year period that you seem to be referring to. Not sure where you got that I was referring to any particular length of period (unless you assumed that's what I thought based on my citing a handful of media-generated "generations" - I hope it's clear I don't accept the labels and definitions, although certainly a "generation" is a real thing both demographically & sociologically...just not so simply & definitely as pop-soc would have it). If you're talking about "generations" strictly in the sense you describe, of course I see your point. And that would seem particularly true given that in recent decades, average age of parents at the birth of their first child has trended upward, generally...which means that while some people might be having kids at 18 and their kids having kids at 18, contemporaries might not be having kids till 36 and their kids not having kids till 36. - -- ...Jeff Norman The Architectural Dance Society http://spanghew.blogspot.com ------------------------------ Date: Tue, 29 Jul 2008 10:57:11 -0700 From: "Jason Brown" Subject: reap Senator Ted Steven's Political Career http://www.nytimes.com/2008/07/30/washington/30stevens.html - -- "IGNORE ME!!!!!!!" - The Grand Galactic Inquisitor ------------------------------ Date: Tue, 29 Jul 2008 11:33:30 -0700 (PDT) From: Poem Lover Subject: REAP Scrabulous on Facebook. *sigh* ------------------------------ Date: Tue, 29 Jul 2008 10:39:12 -0700 From: Tom Clark Subject: Re: DETOURS - The Strangest Albums From the Biggest Artists On Jul 29, 2008, at 7:38 AM, hwycdrrev@aol.com wrote: > http://www.popmatters.com/pm/feature/61268/the-icons Interesting. I'll add one of my personal faves, Chubby Checker stoned in Amsterdam in 1971: http://chrisgoesrocks.blogspot.com/2008/01/believe-it-or-not-this-is-psychedelia.html - -tc ------------------------------ Date: Tue, 29 Jul 2008 14:40:44 -0400 From: "Jeremy Osner" Subject: Re: REAP The REAP heading is for obituaries, is that right? A reference to "As ye sow, so shall ye reap"? On Tue, Jul 29, 2008 at 2:33 PM, Poem Lover wrote: > Scrabulous on Facebook. > > *sigh* > - -- READIN 2.0 http://www.readin.com/blog/ ------------------------------ Date: Tue, 29 Jul 2008 14:42:54 -0400 (EDT) From: Jill Brand Subject: so true Someone wrote (and I'm really not sure who): "In other words, being 'real' or authentic is utterly overrated." This reveals itself completely in a song by the Indigo Girls that my daughter has on some mixed CD that her dance teacher gave her. I probably agree with every sentiment expressed in the song "Dear Mr. President", but every time I hear it, I want to vomit. Below are the lyrics, but basically they sing "lalala you don't know how hard it is to be unemployed and homeless, lalala the president is an idiot, lalala how do you sleep at night when other people are suffering?" It is a painful experience because there's no art in it. It's like a bad essay written by a sixth grader. OH, in looking up the song lyrics, I have learned that Pink wrote the lyrics. Gee. Anyway.... ************************************************************* Dear Mr. President Come take a walk with me Let's pretend we're just two people and You're not better than me I'd like to ask you some questions if we can speak honestly What do you feel when you see all the homeless on the street Who do you pray for at night before you go to sleep What do you feel when you look in the mirror Are you proud How do you sleep while the rest of us cry How do you dream when a mother has no chance to say goodbye How do you walk with your head held high Can you even look me in the eye And tell me why Dear Mr. President Were you a lonely boy Are you a lonely boy Are you a lonely boy How can you say No child is left behind We're not dumb and we're not blind They're all sitting in your cells While you pay the road to hell What kind of father would take his own daughter's rights away And what kind of father might hate his own daughter if she were gay I can only imagine what the first lady has to say You've come a long way from whiskey and cocaine How do you sleep while the rest of us cry How do you dream when a mother has no chance to say goodbye How do you walk with your head held high Can you even look me in the eye Let me tell you bout hard work Minimum wage with a baby on the way Let me tell you bout hard work Rebuilding your house after the bombs took them away Let me tell you bout hard work Building a bed out of a cardboard box Let me tell you bout hard work Hard work Hard work You don't know nothing bout hard work Hard work Hard work Oh How do you sleep at night How do you walk with your head held high Dear Mr. President You'd never take a walk with me Would you ******************************************* I mean, really, just how bad is that. Jill ------------------------------ Date: Tue, 29 Jul 2008 14:51:28 -0400 From: "Jeremy Osner" Subject: Re: so true >Pink wrote the lyrics What! Not Pink Anderson?!! (g) J On Tue, Jul 29, 2008 at 2:42 PM, Jill Brand wrote: > Someone wrote (and I'm really not sure who): "In other words, being 'real' > or authentic is utterly overrated." > > This reveals itself completely in a song by the Indigo Girls that my > daughter has on some mixed CD that her dance teacher gave her. I probably > agree with every sentiment expressed in the song "Dear Mr. President", but > every time I hear it, I want to vomit. Below are the lyrics, but basically > they sing "lalala you don't know how hard it is to be unemployed and > homeless, lalala the president is an idiot, lalala how do you sleep at night > when other people are suffering?" It is a painful experience because > there's no art in it. It's like a bad essay written by a sixth grader. > > OH, in looking up the song lyrics, I have learned that Pink wrote the > lyrics. Gee. > > Anyway.... > > ************************************************************* > Dear Mr. President > Come take a walk with me > Let's pretend we're just two people and > You're not better than me > I'd like to ask you some questions if we can speak honestly > > What do you feel when you see all the homeless on the street > Who do you pray for at night before you go to sleep > What do you feel when you look in the mirror > Are you proud > > How do you sleep while the rest of us cry > How do you dream when a mother has no chance to say goodbye > How do you walk with your head held high > Can you even look me in the eye > > And tell me why > > Dear Mr. President > Were you a lonely boy > Are you a lonely boy > Are you a lonely boy > How can you say > No child is left behind > We're not dumb and we're not blind > They're all sitting in your cells > While you pay the road to hell > > What kind of father would take his own daughter's rights away > And what kind of father might hate his own daughter if she were gay > I can only imagine what the first lady has to say > You've come a long way from whiskey and cocaine > > How do you sleep while the rest of us cry > How do you dream when a mother has no chance to say goodbye > How do you walk with your head held high > Can you even look me in the eye > > Let me tell you bout hard work > Minimum wage with a baby on the way > Let me tell you bout hard work > Rebuilding your house after the bombs took them away > Let me tell you bout hard work > Building a bed out of a cardboard box > Let me tell you bout hard work > Hard work > Hard work > You don't know nothing bout hard work > Hard work > Hard work > Oh > > How do you sleep at night > How do you walk with your head held high > Dear Mr. President > You'd never take a walk with me > Would you ******************************************* > > I mean, really, just how bad is that. > > Jill > - -- READIN 2.0 http://www.readin.com/blog/ ------------------------------ Date: Tue, 29 Jul 2008 15:00:58 -0400 (EDT) From: Christopher Gross Subject: Re: REAP On Tue, 29 Jul 2008, Jeremy Osner wrote: > > The REAP heading is for obituaries, is that right? A reference to "As > ye sow, so shall ye reap"? > Yep. I think it was actually a sort of meld inspired jointly by the word reap and the abbreviation RIP (which can be pronounced like "reap" if one is so inclined). Not everyone capitalizes it. Was it Eb who started this useage? He no longer posts here, but you newbies may still see him referenced in occasional subject lines. - --Chris the oldbie np Lords of Acid, _Lust_ ______________________________________________________________________ Christopher Gross On the Internet, nobody knows I'm a dog. chrisg@gwu.edu ------------------------------ End of fegmaniax-digest V16 #670 ********************************