The United States Of Scapegoats

Every 4 years we elect a scapegoat. It's like we need a ball to toss back and forth over the net that sits between our 2 political parties. Comedian Lewis Black has put it best: What's worse than a Republican or Democrat? The 2 of them "working" together.
And that always alleviates a major percentage of the population from responsibility of blame. Convenient, sure. But that allows U.S. citizens to sidestep the required humility that is needed to grow as a nation of individuals. Why? Because of our uncanny ability to argue. Because of our ability to use anecdotes and sarcasm to avoid thinking on a scale that includes 7 billion people. Because most everyone is broke and scrambling to survive, resulting in a desperate anger which can be manipulated by the wealthy. Because a 2 party system is a perfect arena for this continuum. Because our attention span can't handle anything more than 140 words. Because we simply don't realize the true power of what "99%" actually means. Because we have figured out that instead of tolerance and patience, a quick FUCK YOU backed by a kill shot is always going to be the solution.
We know all this shit, yet for some reason we still can't seem to do anything except wait for someone to become a martyr/sacrifice for our inability to take individual responsibility for our future.
I don't have any answers either. And I am just as guilty as everybody.

In fact all I am really saying is that I wrote a song about this on going epidemic (which has been a part of human existence since the Roman Empire) because just like you...I really don't want to be the next martyr/sacrificial lamb either.Who in their right mind would dare try and resolve a nation of people who's religion is money? That's what the fuck Jesus was tryna tell you greedy dipshit politican/bankers in the first fucking place. And I am buddhist and can see this clearly. WTF?!
So while some of you are waiting for that particular person to arrive with the magic solution...here is a song you can bug out to.

Pay no attention to the fool on the hill trying to hide his disguise
Haze and smoke behind the mirrors as the years burn red in your eyes
Pass that buck like a flame and we'll know who to blame next time
Ask that man in the hot seat sweatin' through the cracks of his mind

We got a scapegoat now, we knew he'd turn up somehow
So take your problems on down for the man with the two horned crown
We got him now! We got him now yeah...we got a scapegoat now
We got him now yeah!

Bend right over til your back starts to break from the weight in your arms
Send your burdens to the top because they never seem to do him harm
He was made to take a punch we just never had a hunch who he was
See him wobble back and forth at the podium of promises

We got a scapegoat now, we knew he'd turn up somehow
So take your problems on down for the man with the two horned crown
We got him now! We got him now yeah...we got a scapegoat now
We got him now yeah!

Hold your laughter at the bank til you're sure that you're walking away
Spend your money on a steak while you talk about the good old days
Who could have guessed at the price that you're payin' for your gasoline
But you'll never have to think twice if you don't have a clue what it means

To have a scapegoat now, we knew he'd turn up somehow
So take your problems on down for the man with the two horned crown
We got him now! We got him now yeah...we got a scapegoat now
We got him now yeah!

Bad Bad Man Award for March 2012: Rush Limbaugh

This week's Bad Bad Man Award goes to the big, fat, racist, drug-addicted, lying, hypo-critical idiot himself:

Rush Limbaugh.

Or Rush Limpbowells, as I would prefer.

It has been way too long that we the people of the United States of America have had to listen to his chauvinistic pedantic and condescending attitude, squealing like a stuck pig on our national radio stations. It really is a testament to our tolerance as a people that we have honored our freedom of speech amendment for this long, considering the ineptitude of this loquacious backwards thinking butt-tard. And I may add that it is nobody's fault, really, that such a man could be so insecure about his own perverted weakness, that he would need to pop pills for endurance. Nobody's fault except Rush, that is.

Did I say pills?

Rush Limpbowell's latest scandal revolves around the continuing rhetoric and paranoia about birth control pills, so vehemently expressed by the majority of the GOP party. Now, of all the issues in the world I can think of that involve the shallow concerns of a helltarded glob of misery, I would think that pills would be the last. Because...if anyone should be the authority on any type of pill that is prescribed by a doctor (or not), I'm thinking Rush Limpbowell's name would not, could not and should not have ever EVER been brought up. Because after his famous Oxycontin episode (the drug now synonymous to Rush Limbaugh's name) I would think he'd have just kept his big greasy pork lips shut. But nooooo. Not Rush Limpbowells.

He can't shut up. It's impossible. He speaks from his bowells. And they are limp. And greasy.

For one, he has a shit load of fans who just loooooove him. And since the election of Obama, they have all been up in arm's fat over this black president thing, and the "state of our nation" and all that ridiculous racist paranoid bullshit. And maybe it's because they are all so very very afraid that one day...in the UNITED STATES OF AMERICA...white people will become...

(you may wanna sit down for this)

The minority.

GASP!

And OH man, can you imagine what's gonna happen on that fine day? Every. Single. Civil rights amendment issue that ever was will be there for the skewering by the brand new minority:

the almighty white people. And I don't mean good decent white people. Most of them don't even see it as an issue because of their decency and common sense. I am specifically talking about the ones who are racist, evil, ignorant, sexist and dumb as a door nail. The ones who were, in fact, the very reason that civil rights had to be made into an issue in the first place. Yep, those fuckers. And they are all gathering momentum with the help of the tea baggers, the right wing GOP'ers, the neo nazis and ass tards like Rush Limpbowells. And in their little pee sized brains they have made arrangements with their higher power above to make this a holy crusade. (I knoooow. It's pretty fucking redonkulous, the consistency of these types.) And they breed like wild Jackal-Rabbits in the night, making it a holy law of the sacred cross to never use birth control. They are so far into their insanity that they are just gonna come out and say that rape should now be accepted as another way to make more pretarded babies. (Yup, I said pretarded. I don't want to insult the mentally disabled by comparing them to these helltards, such as Rush Limpbowells). Having rape babies means they have a better chance of converting brand new humans into Rush Limpbowell types, so that the almighty (racist) white people won't go extinct. Yes, that is what they are afraid of now. They fear equality. Still. (I knoooow) Which is the root of their insecurity. This insecurity starts when they are young. It's taught to them when they are little babies. Isn't that fascinating?

But it's no mystery that a lot of them grow up

to be exactly like Rush Limpbowells:

A Bad Bad Man.

Your friendly cyberhood

Uncle Samurai

It Is What It Is

It's not what your country can do for you...it's what your country is doing TO you.

The first step in change is to accept and understand what it is that we are changing.

Dear United Corporations Of America,

It Is What It Is by mooselethridge
If you're foolin' around with the laws of stability
And so many years of recorded anthropology
Don't act surprised with that look of stupidity
If I dismiss your financial possibilities
How many frauds in this continuum
Are holding a job to consistently ruin it
Making it hard to accept how you're doing it
Guilty as charged with the facts there proving it

As natural as the light from the midday sun
Shining in the sky since the summer of one
Inherent to us all as plain as can be
Your incessant need to change all that we see
But it is what it is, that's how it is
Even a scientist would have to admit that
All the deranged are rearranging everything
Into something so strange
But it is what is, that's how it is
And now we all get to deal with the mess
All the deranged are rearranging everything
Into something so strange and now it is...
That's how it is
The way that it is
Is what it is

If you're wondering how the whole world is gonna change again
Look at the proud corporations running everything
They won't stop and the people keep suffering
But some of us have a way to bring hope again
Balance the pain with a blow to the heart of it
Dividing the game that they play for the conquering
And just explain to their own kids living in it
Our whole futures on the line it's time to deal with it

As clear as the water in the deep blue sea
That brings all life to you and me
Inherent to us all as plain as can be
Your incessant need to change all that we see
But it is what it is, that's how it is
Even a scientist would have to admit that
All the deranged are rearranging everything
Into something so strange
But it is what is, that's how it is
And now we all get to deal with the mess
All the deranged are rearranging everything
Into something so strange and now it is...
That's how it is
The way that it is
Is what it is

Your Friendly Cyberhood

Uncle Samurai

One Track Mind

Another car on the train tracks

So everybody can ride

And good luck to the one man

At the front of the line

Trying to bring a little hope back

To the heart and the mind

But how're we really gonna do that

If we spend all our time

Shuckin' and jivin' backseat drivin'

Pullin' at the break switch burnin' up time

Blame it on the left side, blame it on the right

The engine's on fire with the wheels locked tight

Cuz

This train's got a one track mind to make money

It don't really wanna take its time to make money

It feels just like a race track

And everybody's on line

Yeah I read it on your FaceCrack

And I saw the replies

They were talkin 'bout a new thang

And how we'd all be just fine

But how're we really gonna do that

If we spend all our time

Shuckin' and jivin' backseat drivin'

Pullin' at the break switch burnin' up time

Blame it on the left side, blame it on the right

The engine's on fire with the wheels locked tight

Cuz

This train's got a one track mind to make money

It don't really wanna take its time to make money

So get your car on the train track

So little Sally can ride

And good luck to the one man

At the front of the line

He's tryin' to bring a little hope back

To the heart and the mind

But how are we gonna really do that

If we spend all our time

Shuckin' and jivin' backseat drivin'

Pullin' at the break switch burnin' up time

Blame it on the left side, blame it on the right

The engine's on fire with the wheels locked tight

Cuz

This train's got a one track mind to make money

It don't really wanna take its time to make money

This train's gotta one track mind to make money

And nobody wanna to take their time to make money

words and music by Musashi Lethridge

a.k.a. your friendly cyberhood

Uncle Samurai

Dear Mr. President

Dear Mr. President,

my opinion is biased and reflects the age and experience I have had as an American citizen. As a 41 year old Black and Japanese American musician, I have been debating with people, defending and honoring your name since you have become the President of the United states of America.

I enjoy it very much. I hope that you get re-elected in 2012.

your friendly cyberhood

Uncle Samurai

For the Conquering

Here is a song I wrote recently. It's one of my many replies to all the political whining that's going on in the democratic party. When I heard that someone was "tired and exhausted" of defending President Obama, I was disheartened a bit. And I wondered if maybe during Dr. Martin Luther King's walk to the capitol, it was this person's relative who mentioned this same kind of thing to Dr. King.

"Mr. King...I'm getting tired of all this walking AND defending you. I thought you said we were gonna get 40acres AND a pony! "

Impatience wasn't the virtue I had read about.

Especially when it includes say an ENTIRE NATION of people.

But...instead of actually saying this to somebody...I wrote down these words with one of those old fashion tools we used to keep around the house. I think it's called a pen.

So this one is about internal struggle with in the camp; no fighting in the temple; bringing down the moral...etc...

We have technology. Let's use it to stick together...

You voted for change, now you wanna back out

I don't really know what you're talking about

You partied all night on the 8th of November

Now you try to act like you don't remember

You said if he lost you would move far away

And leave us with the people who continue to hate

They want us to flock like birds of a feather

Who can't take the pressure of sticking together

So let me remind you my friends

They unite to divide us all for the conquering

I don't mean to diss or scare you away

But the party on the right's pushin' judgement day

They're so quick to republish the hype

The monotonous drone of a stereo type

They got you shakin' like your sittin' on ice

Afraid to speak out because it wouldn't sound nice

You can't stand the words I've said

I CAN TELL BY THE CAPS IN YOUR COMMENT THREAD

Let me remind you again

They unite to divide us all for the conquering

Divided we fall, united we live

In spite of it all I could never give in

Lookin' back I would have to admit

That loose lips sink relationships

And if we end up lost at sea

You'll be looking down tryin' to tread on me

So hold tight to your hopes and dreams

They want control of the whole damn thing

And let me remind you again

They unite to divide us all for the conquering

~Musashi Lethridge

This song will be up soon on

The Musashi Trio at Reverbnation page...

AKA your friendly cyberhood

Uncle Samurai