Category: Music / Audio
SchoolHouse Rock – No More Kings, Until the SCOTUS voted to create one.
The Blasphemy Of The New Song About Trump
He CHOSE!
Again she out did herself. She talks about the tRump being a cult leader with a new song as a chosen one while she lists off his horrible choices. Definitely a to watch video.
Side note not related to the video, my steroids injects kicked in, after a great night of sleep the first two nights with limited pain, I spent last night unable to even think of sleep. Finally my spouse helped me with some relief but I only got about 3.5 hours.
This morning when I got up I went right to my blog. I had to eat I was starved so I had a leftover grilled hot dog and grilled hamburger from the night before. Ron had planned on making a beef stew today which he is working on and smells grand. But I was so crazed with hunger a bit ago at 2:30 PM (I got up at 5 am and ate at 5:30 am) that I begged him to help me, so he made me a large salad, which I love and crave salads, we don’t know why. I do have an issue with anemia they once said was to my large bones not making enough red blood cells, but I have not been to low in a while. So he made this large salad and as soon as I started to eat it my cravings stopped and I could think again. I returned to being human. I was denied food as a child and even was hospitalized for malnutrition, so when I get that hungry I get frantic and desperate. I just hope now after a wonderful salad I will be able to eat his grand stew. Now to the video. Hugs. Scottie
GRAYBAR HOTEL – A Parody | Don Caron & David Cohen
Why We Build the Wall
I want to thank Susan whose blog will be below because of WordPress changes if I post her link here it wipes out everything I write. The song has a powerful message. Susan has suggest we all listen to the rest of it, but I have not done that yet. Hugs. Scottie
https://clearingspace4joy.com Susan’s blog.
Let’s talk about stereotypes and accepting you….
One Tin Soldier
This song was recently posted by Angela on her blog post of the same name. Link below as if I put it here WordPress wipes out all I have written and removes the classic bock.
This song was one I sang to myself in my worst time growing up, wishing my abusers and the fighting dysfunctional family I had been adopted into would listen and understand it. They would kill each to win an argument, to gain more money or power. This was the version I learned, I guess there are several others. Hugs. Scottie