Although there’s no shortage of craziness and outrage this week (apparently the GOP wants to see what a depression feels like), I’m just going to throw this up and be done with it. I need something that’s upbeat and danceable. A bit of capoeira is just a bonus.So here it is: Michael Franti and Spearhead.
Here’s what I know now that I didn’t know last week: it’s blag-OY-o-vitch.
I’ll be traveling until Monday, and while occasionally I find me some wifi and post from the road, that isn’t the way to bet.
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I live in Southern California, grew up in New York and Minneapolis, and have family scattered in three countries. I am a liberal, and woe be to anyone who says that with any sort of moronic disclaimer (i.e. “I’m a liberal but I’m not crazy” or “I’m a liberal but I still believe terrorism is bad”). I’m a liberal, OK? No apologies. However, I do think, when I hear the word uttered by some people, of Inigo Montoya in The Princess Bride: “You keep using that word. I do not think it means what you think it means.”
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