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My New Anthem

My preferred candidates are already out of the race or are still languishing under the boot of Big Media so no one even knows who they are (Dodd's out? Dodd who?). I find myself wanting to comment on the race, and then again I like my blood pressure where it's at currently. So I simply offer the lyrics of this song, written by Ian MacKaye, as we march on toward November hoping for the best and expecting the worst.

"Everybody Knows"
The Evens

You arrive with empty duffel bags, hungry eyed
You looked around taking measurements to move inside
The capital it is your proving ground, your centering
You and yours can keep your scores, but Washington is our city

Everybody knows you are a liar
Everybody knows you are a liar
Everybody knows you are a liar
Everybody knows you are a liar

Too much technique with no texture below
You fabricated your way in here and everybody knows

Everybody knows you are a liar
Everybody knows you are a liar
Everybody knows you are a liar
Everybody knows you are a liar

Too many distractions just obscure what should be shown
Stop with the abracadabra 'cause everybody knows

You return via machinery and public lies
You broke to break, you're breaking everything, it's no surprise
The capital it is your playground now, your center ring
You and yours can keep your scores, Washington is our city

You and yours and all your wars have run your last campaign
You're fired from a job you never should have had
That hideous strength absolutely sinks
You better watch your back

Let the door hit you on the ass