my son was flippin around stations in my car. got to the 70's. i told wait... no, want to hear this song. helen reddy. angie baby. oh oh turn it up. higher. louder. and i am singing all the way home. get home and the song isnt done. back out of garage, sit and finish song singing all out.
my 15 yr old saying, what.... is this what i am gonna do in 50 yrs with my kids sittin in the car.
really? 50 yrs? dontcha love me.
so i just went out tonight and heard the ringo starr song. i HAD to share that with son. just had to.
yawl have any fun ones? i have to cook. cookies. cake.
my son went out and picked me up this song. love it also. janis joplin, me and bobby mcgee
"If ye love...the tranquility of servitude better than the animating contest of freedom, go home from us in peace. We ask not your counsels or arms. Crouch down and lick the hands which feed you. May your chains set lightly upon you, and may posterity forget that ye were our countrymen."
The most successful tyranny is not the one that uses force to assure uniformity but the one that removes the awareness of other possibilities, that makes it seem inconceivable that other ways are viable, that removes the sense that there is an outside.