By Anthony Wade
Preview Note: This is a very long article, and I apologize. I believe though that this election is the defining moment in our lifetimes. I did not want to pay it mere lip service but really detail the opinions presented. Thanks to many progressive websites who have done a lot of the actual research and legwork that makes an article like this possible.
Day Four, The Fortunate Son
It amazes me whenever a song written 30 years ago remains so salient to our current situations. Some 35 years ago Credence Clearwater Revival sang these famous words:
Some folks are born made to wave the flag,
Ooh, they're red, white and blue.
And when the band plays "Hail to the chief",
Ooh, they point the cannon at you
It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no senator's son, son.
It ain't me, it ain't me; I ain't no fortunate one, no,
Some folks are born silver spoon in hand,
Lord, don't they help themselves, now.
But when the taxman comes to the door,
Lord, the house looks like a rummage sale, yeah,
It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no millionaire's son, no.
It ain't me, it ain't me; I ain't no fortunate one, no.
Some folks inherit star spangled eyes,
Ooh, they send you down to war,
And when you ask them, "How much should we give?"
Ooh, they only answer More! more! more!
It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no military son, son.
It ain't me, it ain't me; I ain't no fortunate one, one.
George Bush is most definitely the fortunate son described so well by John Fogerty in late 1969. A man who wraps himself up in the flag as long as the guns are not pointed at him, or his. A former Congressman
