03.21.09
Ukulele Lady
Check out the song, Ukulele Lady by Richard Whiting & Gus Kahn (©Bourne Inc. ASCAP). Click on link below and listen. You’ll have to use the back button to get back to Ukulele Lady’s blog!
Ukulele Lady mellows the mind with peaceful harmonies. It starts off putting the listener in Hawaii. It continues with moonlight, a girl and the ukulele. This ‘close your eyes’ recipe for romance drifts through the brain like a tropical breeze.
Politicking with this tropical breeze seems sacrilegious. After all, Ukulele Lady appeases the restless into dreamland. Politics, on the other hand, slings mud and corrupts all it touches. For many years, but more so today, the U.S. is in the hands of incompetent, corrupt politicians. Turning Ukulele Lady loose on politicians makes as much sense as not putting National Guard troops on the Mexican border.
I saw the splendor of the moonlight
On Honolulu Bay
There’s something tender in the moonlight
On Honolulu Bay
Honolulu Bay has rolling surf, reflecting the moonlight and a breeze that sets the scene for ‘carefree’ living. Imagine Obama talking ‘moonlit’ hope.
Carefree is healthy for the soul. Only the splendor-less politician and the internationally wealthy have a claim on carefree today. (Maybe a few hippies that don’t pay taxes do too.) Citizens were carefree when credit was tender. Now only the political elite in the name of acting tender for the not so carefree are still in a carefree Honolulu Bay, moonlight mood.
And all the beaches are filled with peaches
Who bring their ukes along
And in the glimmer of the moonlight
They love to sing this song
With peaches in bikinis on the beaches, who cares about politics? (Bill Clinton could do both.) The ukes mellow out the vibe like Obama mellows out the press peaches. He invites communication without communicating. The ukes songs and the moonlight communicate mellow. Obama’s followers are moonstruck with his mellow, moonlit double speak.
Obama releases a ‘this is heaven’ fantasy like Ukulele Lady. While bashing AIG, his teleprompter authors are reshaping the world’s financial landscape. The fantasy that Obama cares is the love song his followers are hearing.
Politicians have ukulele power, too. They use it to attract their peaches. (no offense, Barney) They pretend to be a ‘glimmer of the moonlight’ as they try to fix everything from education to economy to health care to delivering mail to guiding national security. Funny as a ukulele ‘fantasy’, they have no education qualifying them to do any of these things. They have grabbed their power by singing a ukulele song. These ukulele singers are robbing U.S. citizens of their own ukulele fantasies and freedoms.
If you like Ukulele Lady
Ukulele Lady like a’you
If you like to linger where it’s shady
Ukulele Lady linger too
Politicians linger where life’s easy. Most have no real-life work experiences. Friends of these politicians, from countries to corporations (currently financial institutions) to citizens, are lingering easy, too.
Politicians are lingering in a pipe dream. They match the way they govern with the fantasy they’re living. They linger without discipline. A lingering politician without discipline translates into insanity for the U.S. Their insane spending is sending future generations into debt today. Eventually, heavy tax burdens with skyrocketing inflation will move citizens to linger into unemployment lines.
If you kiss Ukulele Lady
While you promise ever to be true
And she sees another Ukulele
Lady foolin’ ’round with you
Corrupt politicians kiss every promise of money. They fool around with both sides of any issue to see where the money is. When caught, they deny and lie so Ukulele Lady doesn’t find out!
Like Ukulele Lady, corrupt politicians fantasize about good intentions. Problem: good intentions have no finish line. The space between good intentions and reality is huge.
Now when the U.S. citizens need space between murdering illegals on the Mexican border, politicians are just foolin’ ’round. They are foolin’ ‘round playing the blame game turning U.S. citizen’s attention away from their incompetence towards a few corporate bonuses. Where’s the outcry when these same politicians get annual raises and perks far beyond the average corporate executive’s.
Maybe she’ll sigh (an awful lot)
Maybe she’ll cry (and maybe not)
Maybe she’ll find somebody else
By and by
In Obama-speak, maybe is hope. Maybe the political corruption reality will disappear with good intentions. Maybe Barrack and Michelle will move out of the White House into an apartment to save tax payers money ala California’s Jerry Brown! Maybe, but don’t hold your breath. Michelle likes being the queen-bee: by and by!
To sing to when it’s cool and shady
Where the tricky wicky wacky woo
If you like Ukulele Lady
Ukulele Lady like a’you
Corporate bailouts are tacky, wacky wooing. Rewarding incompetence at the big business level and not helping small businesses is not fair. Allowing big business the freedom to lose money without consequences confirms a wacky in the cool and shady, world’s financial restructuring scheme.
Obama’s boys are wooing friends of big business for more campaign money. When the ‘I like a’you’ is over, they will pull a tricky wicky wachy and say I’m the boss of you!!
She used to sing to me by moonlight
On Honolulu Bay
Fond memories cling to me by moonlight
Although I’m far away
Citizens will have fond memories of the promises Obama sang by moonlight. How he promised to be true. Some will fondly recall how Obama’s administration made a big stink about AIG’s bonuses, justifying citizen’s anger. Others will have not so fond memories of how his administration ignored the Mexican drug cartels taking over the southern Border States. Future grandparents will share fond memories with their young ones of what the U.S. was like having a ‘moonlit’ middle class.
Some day I’m going, where eyes are glowing
And lips are made to kiss
To see somebody in the moonlight
And hear the song I miss
The movie ‘Slumdog Millionaire’ won an academy award for best picture. Obama may have ignited a dream by getting elected but now he’s inspiring a Slumdog nightmare. The hope of SOMEDAY being kissed by somebody in the moonlight will only happen tomorrow around a garbage pile.
Ukulele Lady sings peaceful harmonies on the sands of Honolulu Bay. The Hawaiian moonlight, tropical breeze, the girl and the ukulele inspire far more positive images than corrupt politicians. Sorry, Ukulele Lady for bringing you into U.S. political insanity. Just find the cool, shady spot far from D.C. and we’ll be there with you.
VOTB: Vote Out The (tricky wicky wacky woo) Bums – every incumbent, every election.
Then someday by evolutionary chance citizens may get men with ‘wisdom to discern and virtue to pursue the common good of the society’. (Alexander Hamilton or James Madison, Federalist No. 57, 19 February 1788)
And then all citizens can enjoy Ukulele Lady’s harmonies in peaceful bliss.
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