The 12 Lies of Christmas
(Sung to the tune of "The Twelve Days of Christmas")
On the first day of Christmas
Republicans told me
Obama's born in another country.
On the second day of Christmas
Republicans told me
Gay marriage is like box turtle love and
Obama's born in another country
On the third day of Christmas
Republicans told me
Thank the one percent
Gay marriage is like box turtle love and
Obama's born in another country
On the fourth day of Christmas
Republicans told me
We don't torture
Thank the one percent
Gay marriage is like box turtle love and
Obama's born in another country
On the fifth day of Christmas
Republicans told me
Tax cuts more revenues bring
We don't torture
Thank the one percent
Gay marriage is like box turtle love and
Obama's born in another country
On the sixth day of Christmas
Republicans told me
Half the people no taxes paying
Tax cuts more revenues bring
We don't torture
Thank the one percent
Gay marriage is like box turtle love and
Obama's born in another country
On the seventh day of Christmas
Republicans told me
Government Reagan was trimming
Half the people no taxes paying
Tax cuts more revenues bring
We don't torture
Thank the one percent
Gay marriage is like box turtle love and
Obama's born in another country
On the eighth day of Christmas
Republicans told me
Wall Street's not bilking
Government Reagan was trimming
Half the people no taxes paying
Tax cuts more revenues bring
We don't torture
Thank the one percent
Gay marriage is like box turtle love and
Obama's born in another country
On the ninth day of Christmas
Republicans told me
Medicare they're enhancing
Wall Street's not bilking
Government Reagan was trimming
Half the people no taxes paying
Tax cuts more revenues bring
We don't torture
Thank the one percent
Gay marriage is like box turtle love and
Obama's born in another country
On the tenth day of Christmas
Republicans told me
WMD Saddam's a-keeping
Medicare they're enhancing
Wall Street's not bilking
Government Reagan was trimming
Half the people no taxes paying
Tax cuts more revenues bring
We don't torture
Thank the one percent
Gay marriage is like box turtle love and
Obama's born in another country
On the eleventh day of Christmas
Republicans told me
Your guns Obama's swiping
WMD Saddam's a-keeping
Medicare they're enhancing
Wall Street's not bilking
Government Reagan was trimming
Half the people no taxes paying
Tax cuts more revenues bring
We don't torture
Thank the one percent
Gay marriage is like box turtle love and
Obama's born in another country
On the twelfth day of Christmas
Republicans told me
Government takeover of health care's coming
Your guns Obama's swiping
WMD Saddam's a-keeping
Medicare they're enhancing
Wall Street's not bilking
Government Reagan was trimming
Half the people no taxes paying
Tax cuts more revenues bring
We don't torture
Thank the one percent
Gay marriage is like box turtle love and
Obama's born in another country.
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For more holiday fun, see:
"The Epic Failure of Republican Trickle Down Economics"
"10 Things the GOP Doesn't Want You to Know About the Debt"
"The Not Intended to Be a Factual Statement Party"
"10 Epic Failures of the Bush Tax Cuts"
"10 Lessons for Tea Baggers"
There are a lot of people who lie and get away with it
Thanks for helping to make sure not everyone gets away with the lies!!
"Great minds discuss ideas; average minds discuss events; small minds discuss people." ~ Eleanor Roosevelt
You did good, Jon!!
Say what you mean. Mean what you say. But don't say it mean.
The Military Wives Choir is concentrated evil. It is vicious, stupid and banal. It is the worst form of sentimentality. Their husbands murder Afghans for queen and country, and they murder music for the same righteous cause. Wherever you are, soldier boy, know that the love of your counterpart is so strong, so thoroughly adequate, that it is apt to suddenly materialise into a substance able to "keep you safe" from the foreigners you are busy subduing in the rough hinterlands. Yet at the very same time, this love is so elevated, so ethereal, so much above the humdrum and quotidian, that it is almost as if her heart will, as it were, "build a bridge of light across both time and space". Oh, but there is more, cherished mercenary, much more to say on this love. For its cosmic ordering is capable of reducing the distance between Nottingham and Helmand by various simple expedients. Your hearts will "beat as one", for one. This while your amour holds you in her dreams each night "until your task is done", O "prince of peace".
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Comrades and friends, you will forgive me if I end the assay there. There is only so much a man can wear his spleen on his sleeve. But lest I seem to fall into a crusty disdain for the cheesier tropes of the pop-tastic, and particularly the romantic ballad, allow me just to say that I have exactly the same weaknesses in this regard as every single one of you. For example, I cried when watching some piece of shit film whose name I forget. (Fuck you, that's what it was called.) And I emoted in a similar fashion over that song that everyone bought one Christmas, and I wasn't tipsy on mulled wine when I did. These cultural technologies produce many of the same reactions in all of us because they are intended to do just that, because they operate on basically identical raw material. But this imperial doggerel is a sick, chauvinist parody of love. If you like this song, you don't have love; you don't even have taste: what you have is a military-industrial infestation...
http://www.leninology.blogspot.com/2011/12/mi...
Occupy Forces Local News to Focus on Real Issues
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Democracy is too important to be entrusted to politicians.
Rise Up!
Protest!
God help this stupid Orange Man
Before he goes away
The people are sick of his party
And their childish games
To save us from tax increases
We're not rich you say?
Oh that's right they hate the poor
Middle class too
Oh that's right they hate the poor....
As the holiday draws near
It's a sad time of year
Not able to buy presents
To bring their children cheer
In times when the money's tight
All the folks on the right
See the working class suffering
And just say "Oh Well"
Oh Well, Oh Well
Oh Well, Oh Well
Hey, our bank account's loaded
You can all go to hell
...if you swap the 4th day with the 5th day, the syllables and cadences work out a bit better.
But still, well done!
I agree that this parody is pretty (no pun intended) tortured. I tried to make the line endings loosely rhyme with the original, with mixed success at best.
I'll start this in the NDAA thematic, someone else may finish it I give free liscence ...
It's beginning to look a lot like neo-fascism, EVEEEEEEERYWHEEEEEEEREEE YOUUUUUUUU GOOOOOOOO! ....
1. President Defines Torture! Bush Said we don't Torture; enhanced interrogation and waterboarding is not torture! By the MCA he is right!
2. Administrative Civilians are Imune from Prosecution for War Crimes Retroactive to 9-11; To Hell With the Troops!
Repeal the Military Commissions Act of 2006 and Put Bush, Cheney, Rumsfeld and Woo in Jail along with their CIA torture and Kidnapping regime.
Donaldd
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