Tuesday, September 11 — Well, here it is, September 11, 2007. It’s raining like stink, and thunder and lightning are expected. It’s a far cry from the exquisite weather of six years ago.
The daily papers are doing nothing to lighten the mood. The Boston Globe’s obligatory piece on today’s anniversary looks at people coping with successive discoveries of the fragmented remains of their loved ones. The Award-Winning Local Daily does its part by offering a smorgasbord of predictable thoughts from the usual subjects.
Meanwhile, in DC, Congress is sitting in the expensive seats, at the taxpayers’ expense, watching a command performance of “Waiting for General Petraeus.”
All in all, it’s pretty dismal; the sort of day that might lead a susceptible person to think bleak thoughts. Which leads us to exclaim, “thank the Goddess for The Leftist Marching Band!”
This cheerful thought was sparked by a serendipitous event yesterday. While the editor was eating a tasty burger and savoring a two-dollar Smutty (Monday being two dollar draft night at The Stockpot), a suspicious-looking cluster of people began forming near the little table by the door. “What is this,” he asked one of them, “a cell meeting?” Turns out it was exactly that – a cell meeting of The Leftist Marching Band, plotting a trip to Somerville next month for Return of Honkfest.
Bumping into the LMB always brightens up the day, even after dark. Seeing them caused us to realize we’d left them off our blogroll, a deficiency we’ve now corrected. In the process of doing that we re-discovered The Wire’s spiffy RPM Challenge 2006 Jukebox.
So, Bunky, if ugly weather and stupid politics have got you down, and you want an antidote to widespread, maudlin, and wrong-headed reactions to the events of six years ago, hit this link. And be sure not to miss “Take Bush Out of the White House,” and “A-Wing-A-Nut.”