Showing posts with label Hate. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Hate. Show all posts

Tuesday, August 12, 2008

Our Commander-In-Chief



Ever since he awkwardly presented the national budget (or "e-budget" as he called it in jest) using a laptop a year ago, I have found there is a very endearing side to President Bush.

My first reaction to the clip above was utter disgust and embarrasment: "This is our president?". Not a novel reaction. But upon further viewings, I realized: "This was our president!"

I suppose I'll never believe that President Bush was a decent or even competent president, but I'll be damned if he can't make me smile.

Friday, August 8, 2008

God Bless Tiny Tim

I remember hearing about Tiny Tim when I was younger, but I didn't really look into who he was until recently when I discovered that an incredible recording of "Fill Your Heart" by Biff Rose used in the documentary Charles Manson Superstar was Tiny Tim's. Here is the recording:



Tiny Tim was a very unique person, a consummate showman trapped in a large, neurotic man-child. Here is a nice little biographical essay:

Hello, stranger

In his own words:

'My greatest unfulfilled ambition...is to be one of the astronauts or even the first singer on the Moon. But most of all, I'd love to see Christ come back to crush the spirit of hate and make men put down their guns. I'd also like just one more hit single.'

Amen.