06.11.12
Tough Crowd Boogie
Pine View Farm alerts to a column that’s too humorous to pass up, comment on Tea Party-types determined to push a Ron Paul festival at the Republican convention:
Let’s put it this way: Ron Paul is the Libyan air force of presidential candidates. He’s the Washington Generals of the ballot box. He’s the John Carter of the electoral process.
Dud. Bupkes. Zippo. Nada.
Yet the tea party can’t quite seem to take the rejection of the Paul campaign by the body politic. Republican voters would have rather shoved shards of glass up their noses than see Mr. Dithers on the ballot against President Barack Obama this fall.
Thus the tea party has started whining that the Republican National Committee is interfering with their plans for a three-day celebration of all things Ron Paul …
One can only imagine the excitement of a Ron Paul-Unchained event at the fairgrounds.
Day One: Don’t miss a robust taunting of the uninsured terminally ill, followed by the Ben Bernanke dunk tank. Entertainment: Florida Panther scavenger hunt.
Day Two: Revelers gather in the specially built survivalist bunker to exchange conspiracy theories. Be sure to sign up for the Heckling of the Homeless People bus trip. And don’t be left behind for special speaker, End Times beefcake Tim LaHaye. The evening ends with the Black Helicopter Cotillion. Entertainment: Bobbing for bald eagles.
And I had a song for it.
The question remains: How are the Romney people going to keep the rest of the hate crazies in line? It’s not like Paul supporters are the only nuts loudmouthed uncles coming to the party.
Case in point, people like this …
Nugent borrows from North American Indian imagery to communicate with his audience. Just as the Ghost Dance ritual was believed to have the power to lead the Plains Indians out of their dire circumstances in the late 19th century, so too, Nugent declares, will the Great White Buffalo lead us out of our dire economic-political straights …
Nugent performed this song as his encore in a full Indian feather head-dress.
“You and me are the great white buffalo, we are the spirit of the buffalo??? he told the crowd. “I feel the spirit of the buffalo inside of me and we are going to take back the White House this fall.???
Throughout the concert Nugent projected a mythic image of his imagined America. On two separate occasions he told the crowd: “You can’t do this in France, baby. You can only play this kind of music if you’ve got freedom, baby.???
The final act on stage was Nugent and all the members of his band donning WWII G.I. helmets and re-enacting the raising of the flag at Iwo Jima …
This self-proclaimed defender of conservative family values went on to dedicate his “Wang Dang Sweet Poontang??? as a “love song for all the girls??? in which he says: Wang dang, what a sweet poontang/A shakin’ my thang as a rang-a-dang-dang in the bell/Down on the street you know she can’t be beat/She’s so sweet when she yanks on my meat/What the hell …
Concertgoers who tried to reconcile the vacillating value system of Nugent left with a serious case of whip-lash …
From here. Best concert review I’ve read in a good long time.