Blues You Can Use
Plannin' and dreaming each night of his charms
That won't get you into his arms
Wishin' and Hopin' lyrics, Dusty Springfield
I was very happy and secure until I went into the army. Then I started to feel there was something I should know that I didn't know.
It don't make sense you can't make peace
The last two quotes are from blues men of the 20th Century. Let's ignore the hype and hoopla surrounding the surge and America's hope to impose order upon a far-flung corner of the earth.
Let's assume that GWB's hopes and prayers for Iraq are completely answered, and Baghdad becomes the Paris of the Middle East.
One must then ask: How does this achievement benefit the average American taxpayer? Is our government helping Slidell, Louisiana to blossom into the stateside equivalent?
Maybe the new Baghdad will provide a home for still-displaced victims of Hurricane Katrina, kind of like a sister-city. Blues might catch on in some sort of Arab-fusion melange. It could be big, for those music-playing refugees, that is.