Thursday, September 11, 2003
9/11 is the 800-pound gorilla in my living room today. I don't know what to say, or how I'd even articulate anything I would say, so I'm just waiting for midnight, for the calendar to click over to 9/12, when the gorilla will let himself out.
The one thing I can think of to say isn't my own thought, but is courtesy of the mighty Jaxx. It's directed towards the Bush administration, in (almost) all they've done post-9/11 (or used it as an excuse to do).
Wake up, baby
You're so totally deluded
...
No more lies
No more lies
No more lies
- Basement Jaxx, "Good Luck" (Kish Kash, Astralwerks, 2003)
The one thing I can think of to say isn't my own thought, but is courtesy of the mighty Jaxx. It's directed towards the Bush administration, in (almost) all they've done post-9/11 (or used it as an excuse to do).
Wake up, baby
You're so totally deluded
...
No more lies
No more lies
No more lies
- Basement Jaxx, "Good Luck" (Kish Kash, Astralwerks, 2003)