Ships of fools
Hey Bill, didn't ya know:
Standing on the moon
I see the battle rage below
Standing on the moon
I see the soldiers come and go
There's a metal flag beside me
Someone planted long ago
Old Glory standing stiffly
Crimson, white and indigo - indigo
I see all of Southeast Asia
I can see El Salvador
I hear the cries of children
And the other songs of war
It's like a mighty melody
That rings down from the sky
Standing here upon the moon
I watch it all roll by - all roll by
So there's nothing happening there, buddy. Truth be told, the last word was said long ago.
The bottles stand as empty- Robert Hunter
as they were filled before
Time there was and plenty
but from that cup no more
Though I could not caution all
I yet may warn a few:
Don't lend your hand to raise no flag
atop no ship of fools
We are everywhere.
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Update: Many thanks to Wildflower Seed, here's a wonderful version of SOTM featuring Branford Marsalis, Madison Square Garden, September 10, 1991.
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Circumventing technological booboos since 2006.
2006
4:05 pm
North Beach San Francisco:
Using the Offical Ballot Marker…a cheap version of a Sharpie…I discovered my selections bled through to the back of the ballot. Both sides of the ballot had choices.
I immediately pointed this problem out to the young Pole Inpsector. Regardless, she he had me feed my five pages of ballots into the reader.
Page One, which had the California State Offices, was refused for being Over Voted. The Poll Inspector was distracted for a moment as the pole worker fed page one into the reader again.
The Inspector returned looking for the suspect page…and then chastised the worker for feeding it through again. The page would be discouted on the second attempt!!
Sorry Phil!
Jerry, I hope you can help Oakland better from your new higher perch!
<....>— Posted by William Blum