Times are tough in these United States of America. We’re suffering a paroxysm of being not-so-united. But when you get lemons, make lemonade. Look at the glass as half full. Based on recent polls, I believe we are coming together as a nation. That’s great news! The bad news is that we’re united by hate. Hate for the man whose mouth is “only good for … being Vladimir Putin’s cock holster.” The putrid Cheeto that is what we can only nominally refer to as our president is so vile that normally reasonable people have been seen frothing at the mouth, flinging themselves in front of traffic, and not giving a shit about pissing off the FCC the moment his name is mentioned. I bruise easily and even I have spent hours banging my head into the wall bemoaning the toxic waste filling the White House. Rather than actually do anything about it (I’m too lazy to be a devoted protester), I listen to songs to vent my impotent rage. The following list is this week’s soundtrack so we can collectively rock out with our cocks out…knowing exactly whose mouth-holster it’s meant for.

Billy Joel – Laura

Elvis Costello – No Action

The Strokes – New York City Cops

Radiohead – Karma Police

Soundgarden – Rusty Cage

Alice In Chains – Man in the Box

Skid Row – Monkey Business

U2 – Bullet the Blue Sky

Aretha Franklin – Running Out Of Fools

Death – Politicians in My Eyes


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I'm a writer/editor with a penchant for saddle shoes, pontification and fried pork rinds. Equal parts gadfly, cut-up, provocateur, philosopher, and silly-willy. My personal heroes include Reggie Jackson, Elvis Costello and Philip Roth.

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