My Personal Anthem: The Obvious Child

This song really hit home and summed up the Bush years and the aftermath of 9/11 for me. I guess it also kind of expresses the feelings I'm currently having about being so politically disgusted. God forbid any campaigners show up on my doorstep, Democrats or Republicants, because I'm going to tell them to get the fuck off my property. I'd meet them with a gun to emphasize my point, but I don't have one. This is probably just as well.

I don't expect to be treated like a fool no more. I don't expect to sleep through the night. Amen.

And, I've been too busy to post much of late, but of course I'm with the folks down on Wall Street and across the country protesting. I think it's fantastic. If the movement is not very clear or defined, at least they're off their asses doing something. Hats off to them.

The Obvious Child

by Paul Simon

I'm accustomed to a smooth ride
Or maybe I'm a dog who's lost its bite
I don't expect to be treated like a fool no more
I don't expect to sleep through the night
Some people say a lie's a lie's a lie
But I say why
Why deny the obvious child?
Why deny the obvious child?

And in remembering a road sign
I am remembering a girl when I was young
And we said These songs are true
These days are ours
These tears are free
And hey
The cross is in the ballpark
The cross is in the ballpark

We had a lot of fun
We had a lot of money
We had a little son and we thought we'd call him Sonny
Sonny gets married and moves away
Sonny has a baby and moves to LA
Sonny gets sunnier
Day by day by day by day

I've been waking up at sunrise
I've been following the light across my room
I watch the night receive the room of my day
Some people say the sky is just the sky
But I say
Why deny the obvious child?
Why deny the obvious child?

Sonny sits by his window and thinks to himself
How it's strange that some rooms are like cages
Sonny's yearbook from high school
Is down from the shelf
And he idly thumbs through the pages
Some have died
Some have fled from themselves
Or struggled from here to get there
Sonny wanders beyond his interior walls
Runs his hand through his thinning brown hair

Well I'm accustomed to a smoother ride
Maybe I'm a dog that's lost his bite
I don't expect to be treated like a fool no more
I don't expect to sleep through the night
Some people say a lie is just a lie
But I say the cross is in the ballpark
Why deny the obvious child?