War Pigs get what they deserve.
On the walk to work today my iPod hit me with a stellar set of protest songs, completely at random. One of those, one of my favorite war protest songs, was Black Sabbaths War Pigs which I think is an entirely appropriate set of lyrics to dedicate to George Bush, Tricky Dick Cheney, Paul Wolfowitz, Don Rumsfeld, and all those who supported the immoral war of aggression against Iraq.
By Black Sabbath
Generals gathered in their masses
just like witches at black masses
evil minds that plot destruction
sorcerers of deaths construction
in the fields the bodies burning as the war machine keeps turning
death and hatred to mankind
poisoning their brainwashed minds Oh lord yeah!
Politicians hide themselves away
they only started the war
Why should they go out to fight?
They leave that role to the poor
Time will tell on their power minds
Making war just for fun
Treating people just like pawns in chess
Wait till their judgment day comes, yeah!
Now in darkness, world stops turning
as the war machine keeps burning
No more war pigs of the power
Hand of god has struck the hour
Day of judgment, god is calling on their knees, the war pigs crawling
Begging mercy for their sins
Satan, laughing, spreads his wings
ALL RIGHT NOW!
LAT Political Writer Dick Bergholz, One Of A Kind
Bergholz could be intimidating, too, to both his editors and colleagues, but like a lot of people in our profession, he was unforgettable.
I remember, one time, during the 1976 Florida primary campaign, I caught a ride to the Tampa Airport with Reagan's campaign bus. As usual, Bergholz was the LAT correspondent with Reagan. I had been covering Carter. But I knew Reagan well, so I mentioned to him that I was going back to California that night and asked him whether there was anything I could take back home for him. Reagan never missed a beat. "Bergholz," he said very forcefully.
One time, when he was running for President, Lloyd Bentsen came out to California for the weekend. When he got back to Washington, he told the Times' congressional correspondent, John Averill, that he had encountered in the California press corps "the worst son of a bitch I ever met." Averill responded that it had to be either Reich or Bergholz. "Bergholz," Bentsen replied.All the appropriate copyrights apply. (Emphasis added)