The Countertop Chronicles

This time, in honor of his Annoited One, it comes from funky groovster and black panther left wing freakoid Gil Scott Heron. I think Shockra’s cover is better - but I can’t find a copy online (I will try to upload a copy)

Gun
Lyrics by Gil Scott Heron

Brother Man nowadays living in the ghetto
Where the danger’s sure enough real
Well when he’s out late at night
and if he’s got his head on right
Well, I lay you 9 to 5 he’s walking with steel.

Brother Man says he’s ‘fraid of gangsters
Messing with people just for fun
He don’t want to be next
He got a family to protect
So just last week he bought himself a gun.

Everybody got a pistol, everybody got a .45
And the philosophy seem to be
At least as near as I can see
When other folks give up theirs, I’ll give up mine.

This is a violent civilization
If civilization’s where I am
Every channel that I stop on
Got a different kind of cop on
Killing them by the million for Uncle Sam

Saturday night just ain’t that special
Yeah, I got the constitution on the run
‘Cause even though we’ve got the right
To defend our home, to defend our life
Got to understand to get it in hand about the guns

Everybody got a pistol, everybody got a .45
And the philosophy seem to be
At least as near as I can see
When other folks give up theirs, I’ll give up mine.

Saturday night just ain’t that special
Freedom to be afraid is all you want
Yes if you don’t want to be next
You’ve got a family to protect
9 out of 10, you’ve got a friend, you’ve got a gun.

Everybody got a pistol, everybody got a .45
And the philosophy seem to be
At least as near as I can see
When other folks give up theirs, I’ll give up mine.

Everybody got a pistol, this must please the NRA
Yeah ’cause when it’s time to shine up
You know damn well they’re gonna line up
Everybody…

And the philosophy seem to be
At least as near as I can see
When other folks give up theirs, I’ll give up mine

Out duck hunting yesterday, the canoe we were in flipped and we ended up in a tributary to the Potomac at 5:45 yesterday morning. It was 20 degrees outside. Today, its cold and cloudy, and D.C. is bracing for its first snow storm (well, if you can call 4-6 inches a snow storm) of the winter.

Which turns my mind to more pleasant, summery beach time thoughts.

Why Don’t We Get Drunk
Lyrics by Marvin Gardens

I really do appreciate the fact you’re sittin’ here
Your voice sounds so wonderful
But yer face don’t look too clear
So bar maid bring a pitcher, another round o’ brew
Honey, why don’t we get drunk and screw

Why don’t we get drunk and screw
I just bought a water bed, it’s filled up for me and you
They say you are a snuff queen
Honey I don’t think that’s true
So, why don’t we get drunk and screw
Why don’t we get drunk and screw
I just bought a waterbed it’s filled up for me and you

They say you are a snuff queen
Honey I don’t think that’s true
So why don’t we get drunk and screw
Yeah, now baby I say, (Lord!)
Why don’t we get drunk and screw

Now go spend time with your family, but first read the best post of the season.

UPDATE Post Christmas I’m directed to this fantastic post.

This year, I think we can all agree to remember what the Christmas season is really about: Executing a daring and risky surprise attack against some cocky Hessians and blowing them the hell away, resulting in a massive propaganda victory, thus setting the stage for the defeat of a major superpower by a motley crew of philosopher nerds and gun nuts, resulting in the longest-lasting legitimate representational government in human history.

Merry Christmas General Washington indeed!!

1. Why do 2 bit dictators here in DC get president like police escorts?

2. Baby’s coming this weekend, hell or highsnow drifts.

3rd thing -listening to a recap of Howard Stern: Trump is on talking about that bitch Rosie O’donnell… Reciting how evil she is and mentioned her idiocy on guns and treatment of Tom Selleck as an example.

Heh

A 47-year-old data processing supervisor in the state comptroller’s office this week denied charges that he was naked and masturbating inside a glass-enclosed ski lift car at a Vermont ski area.

William N. Barret III of Oliver Street, Albany, was charged with felony lewd and lascivious conduct at Stratton Mountain Resort in December.

I got a blowjob on the Stratton Gondola (and laid in the Killington one).

When Gould saw a black cloth pouch protruding from Barret’s pocket, he asked what it was. Barret allegedly replied, “More trouble.”

Inside the pouch, Gould said he found a lighter, a glass pipe and a film canister that contained a little over a gram of marijuana.

yep, that too (and more than once) but mostly at Mad River Glen