March 19, 2003




I'm rather awestruck, hearing that a person looked at this site yesterday, to see if there was some reaction to the grim 48-hour, final countdown announced the night before by Bush.


Yikes, and yikes.



Who am I to speak?




But then, who is Bush?


We're all people, equally-frail.











I can confirm one's lack of expectation here.









But what I can say, is that I was listening just now to Jimi Hendrix' song, 



from the CD, Voodoo Child - The Jimi Hendrix Collection.  
(It's a very powerful, hard-edged Blues song)




It arrested me, here at the side of the Trans Canada Highway.  


The musically-performed sound of a machine gun...




I have no idea what his lyrics were saying, but I am stopped-cold by the sound of the gun.






What is more brutal?





Stop me.




Stop it.












I won't comment politically - I don't know.












Just came out of Costco.              (Yeah, "Is that all I do?")



At every TV there, people at-attention, viewing tense news of Bush, Americans and Iraq.



Looks so very quiet and tense in Baghdad.





I hope his victory justifies the terror.



I don't know.





And his losses, who can count?










Well OKAY, 

but you didn't pay anything

to get here to hear this!








You're always invited,

and never required.




Oops - that can be extra-misunderstood.


Always invited,

never expected?




I know how easy it is for
you to click, and to never return.


I rely on that - you having that freedom.



Poof - yergone!

and that's ok!

No it's not!

Don't go away - just feel free.






I won't comment politically - I don't know.





No, I wasn't drinking and driving.







Ronnie Earl is one of the finest Blues Guitarists I know.



Yep, that's a bit of a tangent.  It was playing, and I had to say it.




When I get home, I'll call this page, Blortoschmeit in Baghdad.


To the tunes of Blues XI









Now home.   The attack on Iraq has begun.









Swine Hall

Created March 19, 2003.  Last updated 23 Mar 2003