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Political World-The World God Only Knows

The World God Only Knows
The World God Only Knows

Political World
on the blogspot

Lyrics below my comments
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Yonkman is very, very tall.
He has absolutely no difficulty placing his hands on a Bible and promising to tell the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth, so help him, God.

He was asked when was the first time he became aware that Wilfred Hathway had confessed to RCMP sting officers posing as gun-sumggling gangsters that he killed his landlord, Denver Crawford. Five times he was asked. He answered, "May 1, 2004."

Five times.

Apparently Yonkman is now in a grand snit because I have posted this picture on the internet. It is a grab from a video I was not supposed to see. But I did see it. And I think everyone else should see it, too!

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Political World

We live in a political world,
Love don’t have any place.
We’re living in times where men commit crimes
And crime don’t have a face

We live in a political world,
Icicles hanging down,
Wedding bells ring and angels sing,
clouds cover up the ground.

We live in a political world,
Wisdom is thrown into jail,
It rots in a cell, is misguided as hell
Leaving no one to pick up a trail.

We live in a political world
Where mercy walks the p<lank,
Life is in mirrors, death disappears
Up the steps into the nearest bank.

We live in a political world
Where courage is a thing of the past
Houses are haunted, children are unwanted
The next day could be your last.

We live in a political world.
The one we can see and can feel
But there’s no one to check, it’s all a stacked deck,
We all know for sure that it’s real.

We live in a political world
In the cities of lonesome fear,
Little by little you turn in the middle
But you’re never why you’re here.

We live in a political world
Under the microscope,
You can travel anywhere and hang yourself there
You always got more than enough rope.

We live in a political world
Turning and a’thrashing about,
As soon as you’re awake, you’re trained to take
What looks like the easy way out.

We live in a political world
Where peace is not welcome at all,
It’s turned away from the door to wander some more
Or put up against the wall.

We live in a political world
Everything is hers or his,
Climb into the frame and shout God’s name
But you’re never sure what it is.
Copyright © 1989 Special Rider Music

The World God Only Knows
The World God Only Knows

Sarah, I know this question might take you a little by surprise, but … will you marry me?
Note: this photo was published in an undated (Dec 23, 2010) Everyblock NYC zipcodes blog titled "10020."

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As I wrote when I visited Rockefeller Center a year ago, it’s a well known phenomenon that most people never bother to visit the famous landmarks and tourist attractions in their own city. God only knows how many Parisians have never visited the Louvre, and how many Londoners have never been inside Buckingham Palace. Many Washingtonians would probably have to admit that they’ve never been on the White House tour, and I can only guess at the number of New Yorkers who have never been to the top of the Empire State Building.

When we do visit such landmarks, it’s often because a visiting relative insists on seeing it; or sometimes guilt will force us to drag our young children to see the sights, because "everyone should see the XYZ building as part of their education." That probably explains why I can actually say that I’ve been to the Statue of Liberty (though it was more than 35 years ago), why I’ve been to the 102nd floor of the Empire State Building, and why I dined at Windows on the World in the days before 9-11. I even spent one miserable New Year’s Eve in Times Square, along with a million other screaming revelers — which most New Yorkers would tell you is something only wide-eyed tourists and drunken teenagers from New Jersey would want to experience.

But despite all the tourist attractions I can say that I’ve been to in New York (Yankee Stadium, the Bronx Zoo, and so on), I have to admit that I’ve only been to Rockefeller Center once during the Christmas season — as documented in this this Flickr set. I’ve watched the annual tree-lighting ceremony on television numerous times, but have had no interest in standing in the bitter cold with a gazillion tourists as the tree is hoisted and lit. Nor have I had any interest in visiting during the final days leading up to the Christmas holiday itself …

As I did last year, I skipped the tree-lighting ceremony this year — but since I did come down here a year ago to take some photos, I thought it might be worth returning once again. Why? Because I thought the ice-skating rink would once again be a scene of dazzling color, stylish fashions, and great displays of athletic prowess on the ice. Unfortunately, that only seems to be true in Hollywood movies; like last year, what I saw was mostly a bunch of klutzy skaters and children sprawled out on the ice when they tripped and fell. There were a few attractive people, but no dazzling beauties; and the outfits were generally fairly dull and uninteresting. The only improvement this year was a rotund Santa Claus, who was friendly enough to cuddle up to several couples and family groups for some tourist photos.

I did manage to get a few interesting photos of skaters and local scenery, and I dutifully captured a vertical shot of the enormous Christmas tree. But after that, I fell back on my most favorite activity: photographing the "ordinary" people who milled around the square-block center, most of them observing the skaters and the overall scene. Almost all were tourists and visitors, and the Tower-of-Babel collection of dialects and languages made it clear that quite a few were international visitors, many with children in tow.

The other difference between this year and last year is that I shot videos as well as still shots; I’m still organizing the videos, and they will eventually be combined with some other videos taken during this week before Christmas. Meanwhile, though, I hope you’ll enjoy these still photos of the Christmas scene at Rockefeller Center…

The World God Only Knows
The World God Only Knows

And I know You gave the world Your only Son for us.

The World God Only Knows

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