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  • I awoke at 3 a.m. and couldn’t get back to sleep. I sat stunned in front of a T.V. that informed me that our elected officials could not do their job.

    I just submitted my agency’s final shutdown plan for public posting to the Communications folks. I’m just waiting for my boss’ letter telling me to turn my laptop and blackberry into bricks, what to include on the sign we hang on our doors and the out of office messages we leave on our phones and computers, letting our constituents and stakeholders know that we are hereby closed for business until further notice.

    Then, I will take a long ride on my bike, down the W. & O.D. trail towards the Capital of a Nation that is closed for business. It is autumn in America. Do you know where your congressman is? This song seems appropriate for the day.
  • AMERICAN TUNE

    (words by Paul Simon music by JS Bach)

    Many's the time I've been mistaken,
    And many times confused
    Yes And I've often felt forsaken,
    And certainly misused.
    But it's all right, it's all right,
    I'm just weary to my bones
    Still, you don't expect to be
    Bright and Bon Vivant
    So far away from home,
    So far away from home.


    I don't know a soul who's not been battered
    Don't have a friend who feels at ease
    Don't know a dream that's not been shattered
    Or driven to it's knees.
    Ah, but it's all right, it’s all right,
    For we've lived so well so long
    Still, when I think of the road we're traveling on,
    I wonder what’s gone wrong,
    I can't help it
    I wonder what’s gone wrong.


    And I dreamed I was flying.
    I dreamed that my soul rose unexpectedly,
    And looking back down on me,
    Smiled reassuringly,
    And I dreamed I was dying.
    And far above, my eyes could clearly see
    The Statue of Liberty,
    Sailing away to sea
    And I dreamed I was flying.


    We come on a ship they called the Mayflower,
    We come on a ship that sailed the moon
    We come in the age's most uncertain hour
    And sing the American tune
    Ah, but it's all right, it's all right, it’s alright
    You can't be forever blessed
    Still, tomorrow's gonna be another working day
    And I'm trying to get some rest,
    That's all, I'm trying, is to get some rest
  • And, while we’re on a roll:

    Monster


    Once the religious, the hunted and weary
    Chasing the promise of freedom and hope
    Came to this country to build a new vision
    Far from the reaches of kingdom and pope
    Like good Christians, some would burn the witches
    Later some got slaves to gather riches


    But still from near and far to seek America
    They came by thousands to court the wild
    And she just patiently smiled and bore a child
    To be their spirit and guiding light


    And once the ties with the crown had been broken
    Westward in saddle and wagon it went
    And 'til the railroad linked ocean to ocean
    Many the lives which had come to an end
    While we bullied, stole and bought our homeland
    We began the slaughter of the red man


    But still from near and far to seek America
    They came by thousands to court the wild
    And she just patiently smiled and bore a child
    To be their spirit and guiding light


    The blue and grey they stomped it
    They kicked it just like a dog
    And when the war was over
    They stuffed it just like a hog


    And though the past has it's share of injustice
    Kind was the spirit in many a way
    But it's protectors and friends have been sleeping
    Now it's a monster and will not obey


    (Suicide)
    The spirit was freedom and justice
    And it's keepers seem generous and kind
    It's leaders were supposed to serve the country
    But now they won't pay it no mind
    'Cause the people grew fat and got lazy
    And now their vote is a meaningless joke
    They babble about law and order
    But it's all just an echo of what they've been told
    Yeah, there's a monster on the loose
    It's got our heads into a noose
    And it just sits there watchin'


    Our cities have turned into jungles
    And corruption is stranglin' the land
    The police force is watching the people
    And the people just can't understand
    We don't know how to mind our own business
    'Cause the whole world’s got to be just like us
    Now we are fighting a war over there
    No matter who's the winner
    We can't pay the cost
    'Cause there's a monster on the loose
    It's got our heads into a noose
    And it just sits there watching


    (America)
    America where are you now?
    Don't you care about your sons and daughters?
    Don't you know we need you now
    We can't fight alone against the monster

    Songwriters
    EDMONTON, JERRY / KAY, JOHN
    Performed by Steppenwolf

    Indeed, America – where are you now?

    Where are we now?

    Sorry, sir…we are closed for business.
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