AWOL describes me to a T. Nothing like a crappy week at work (but no complaints — for real; I got work) + a break for some enforced remembrance to kill the blogging impetus.
Not to mention that the cycle of dangerous mood swings brought on by living within a class war is making it hard to focus on writing sweet reason. It’s plain tiring to watch the neo-feudalists as they advance their attempt to envassal and enserf* us all.
So it was that this very new version of an old song heard while driving this a.m. seemed terribly threatening: if this becomes the soundtrack of our day, as it was of a London I lived in all those years ago, hard times are going to get harder. Can’t say it won’t though. Listen:
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And how about a bonus track — the Clash original:
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That about captures my mood today. You? As per usual, I suspect you may consider this an open thread.
*F’w’at we blog if not to coin neologisms.[Or not. See Arrik’s correction.]