Saturday, September 16, 2006

One Sign


This sign took me about half an hour to paint and 90 seconds to post using hammer and nails next to eight lanes of heavy, heavy traffic on the 405. It stayed up for at least six hours and was seen by close to a hundred thousand people, if not more.

Imagine if everyone started doing this.

USA - 703
FB - 574

9 comments:

Mungen_Cakes said...

WOW! That's gotta be the best one yet.

Mr. Sandman said...

Very good! Now we need someone like you doing the same thing in some of the more purple/red states...

Anonymous said...

I drove right past it on my way to work and thought "AHA, Freeway Blogger strikes again"

xoites said...

The Day the Music Died

A long, long time ago...
The King could torture and dismember
If he decided you had done something unworthwhile.
But our Founding Fathers took a chance
Hoping they would not have to dance
At the end of a Royal Wire.

At Lexington Washington’s troops did shiver
For Independence to deliver.
Redcoats on the doorstep;
But they could not take one more step.
I will remember that I cried
When I read about the tortured and vilified
But something touched me deep inside
The day the Constitution died.

So bye-bye, to our fundamental right
To be free of detention
Just because someone has spite
Those good old days are gone with the light
This is the day Democracy died.
But I refuse to run off and hide.

Did you write your Congressmen?
And can you finally find your tongue?
Maybe now it’s time you do.
Do you believe the people rule?
Or is that notion just for fools?
And can you teach me how to die real slow?

Well, I know that you’re as pissed as me
`Cause we all were raised with Liberty
We stood up and pledged as kids
Now Democracy is dying from SIDS
I was a lonely voice or so I thought
Until the internet-it hooked us up
But I knew I was out of luck
The day Democracy died.

I started screaming
“Bye-bye, to our fundamental right
To be free of detention
Just because someone has spite
Those good old days are gone with the light
This is the day Democracy died.
But I refuse to run off and hide.”

Now for six years the press left them alone
No criticizism could be heard at home
But that’s not how it used to be.
Today all the jesters sing for the king,
With a backdrop of his snickering
Ignoring all the voices that come from you and me,

Oh, and while the king was looking down,
The Justice Department whipped out the thorny crowns.
The courtroom was adjourned;
No verdict will be returned.
And while Bush was read a book by Camus
The CIA practiced in the dark
And we sang dirges in the park
The day Democracy died.

We were singing,
“Bye-bye, to our fundamental right
To be free of detention
Just because someone has spite
Those good old days are gone with the light
This is the day Democracy died.
But I refuse to run off and hide.”

Helter skelter in a summer swelter.
While Dick went to live in a fallout shelter,
The criminals were scheming fast.
They sold the masses “Peace through War”
There was no principal they would not whore
With the jesters not on the sidelines but in the cast.

Now the half-time air was sweet perfume
While the sergeants played a marching tune.
We all got up to dance,
Oh, but we never got the chance!
`cause when the players tried to take the field;
The marching band refused to yield.
Do you recall what was revealed
The day the Constitution died?


With appologies to Don Mclean

tpartier said...

Really makes me wish I could sing worth a crap....

Excellent revisionist songwriting to comabt revisionist history

Anonymous said...

Well done.

One minor nitpick: Washington wasn't at Lexington. He was appointed commander of the Continental army one month after the Battle of Lexington & Concord.

Change the lyric to:
"At VALLEY FORGE Washington’s troops did shiver..."

Other than that, great job!

~Tom
Bostonians for the Overthrow of King George
http://impeachbush.meetup.com/335/photos/

Anonymous said...

The pictures show an unprecedented turnout for "Bostonians for the Overthrow of King George". What...an estimated crowd of 2 showed up for the event?...and those 2 were the organizers manning the propaganda table! What a joke!

Freewayblogger said...

Dearest Anonymous, the two people shown represent batallions when compared to the number of people who walk this earth and call you "friend". As it was in life, your death will be a cold, lonely experience, bereft of light or even so little as a glimmer of transcendence or redemption. Pity.

FYI, the camera shows the people behind the table. Were it turned around it would display not only a multitude of patriotically assembled citizens, but an astouding number of internationally recognized celebrities, not only of the stage, screen and runway, but nobel laureates, heads of state and Captains of Industry as well. Shame you couldn't be there, actually, but as I understand it you have an appointment to crawl off and die in a hole somewhere, friendless and alone, your last thought the cold realization that not so much as a single tear will be shed at your passing.

tompage1 said...

Wow, you sure told him!

Great retort! Eloquently said. Thanks! Remind me never to get on your bad side!

~Tom