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Front page news won’t show these views Rhyme and Reason

    • Cristianismo

This dreadful message is dark. Too dark for the front page news and prime time. So, you won’t see or hear it unless you tune into channels where people share the truth even when it’s unpopular. I’ve shared that kind of truth for decades. And I haven’t enjoyed even one day of it. Not even before I lost most of my “friends” because I dared to speak up this way.

Thankfully, these days, I can create my own front page news.

Of course, my humble publication is far from a worldwide phenomenon. But it CAN be seen and heard worldwide. At least for now. And I can see, with the help of analytics software, that my posts and podcast episodes are seen and heard by a lot of people in parts of the world I’ll never visit.

And here’s the reason I bring it up. Because, after almost 60 years, there’s still a killing spree going on right here in America (and around the world), and the vast majority of human beings couldn’t care less.

If someone took a so-called “assault weapon” into crowded areas and killed over 1000 people a day, don’t you think they’d be front page news? They’d be top story on every TV “news” channel. And their face would be plastered on every media around the world. Especially if the “news” organization could spin the story into some sort of white and right wing connection.

Of course, if someone could kill that many innocent bystanders, their evil face SHOULD be known to all.

But that sort of killing spree DOES take place every day here in America.

And only “right-wing extremists” like me seem to be willing to tell the story.

But I gotta tell you something about me. I Hate, with a capital H, to tell this story. Because it exposes the awful truth about my country. And I love America. But America has gone the way of every other powerful nation or empire in history. We’re no longer the bright, beacon of hope to a wayward world.

I wrote a song about this back in 2002. It’s not an upbeat song. It’s not an anthem. And it’s not a song that’ll ever get any “airplay” or streaming time. But I wanted to write a song about this dark side of our culture in a way that maybe gave the story some humanity. You can let me know if you think it does that.

Side note: the song mentions 40 years. Sadly, another 20 years has been added. Wouldn’t it be awesome to wake up to this front page news, tomorrow? “Legalized Abortion Abolished”

Killin’ Spree

Way down along the river,

Beneath a willow tree,

An awful sight in the damp twilight,

They found the boy named Lee.

His mother can’t believe it.

His father can’t be found.

There’s his battered face, and his dying place

On that muddy Georgia ground.

Been forty years in this killin’ spree…

It’ll lead to ruin…the undoin’ of you and me.

If it weren’t for Jesus, Grace, and Mercy,

We’d all be found guilty…in this killin’ spree!

Inside a broken promise

There lives a shattered dream.

A young girl stands with cradled hands.

Her tears become a stream.

With no one there beside her

She walks in through the door.

She cannot smile or reconcile

Why her heart can feel no more.

chorus

Where we gonna go?

What we gonna do?

And who can we depend on?

Can you tell me who?

Random thoughts and deeds…

And random source of life…

Random is the bride we take

Who becomes a cheating wife.

© 2002

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This dreadful message is dark. Too dark for the front page news and prime time. So, you won’t see or hear it unless you tune into channels where people share the truth even when it’s unpopular. I’ve shared that kind of truth for decades. And I haven’t enjoyed even one day of it. Not even before I lost most of my “friends” because I dared to speak up this way.

Thankfully, these days, I can create my own front page news.

Of course, my humble publication is far from a worldwide phenomenon. But it CAN be seen and heard worldwide. At least for now. And I can see, with the help of analytics software, that my posts and podcast episodes are seen and heard by a lot of people in parts of the world I’ll never visit.

And here’s the reason I bring it up. Because, after almost 60 years, there’s still a killing spree going on right here in America (and around the world), and the vast majority of human beings couldn’t care less.

If someone took a so-called “assault weapon” into crowded areas and killed over 1000 people a day, don’t you think they’d be front page news? They’d be top story on every TV “news” channel. And their face would be plastered on every media around the world. Especially if the “news” organization could spin the story into some sort of white and right wing connection.

Of course, if someone could kill that many innocent bystanders, their evil face SHOULD be known to all.

But that sort of killing spree DOES take place every day here in America.

And only “right-wing extremists” like me seem to be willing to tell the story.

But I gotta tell you something about me. I Hate, with a capital H, to tell this story. Because it exposes the awful truth about my country. And I love America. But America has gone the way of every other powerful nation or empire in history. We’re no longer the bright, beacon of hope to a wayward world.

I wrote a song about this back in 2002. It’s not an upbeat song. It’s not an anthem. And it’s not a song that’ll ever get any “airplay” or streaming time. But I wanted to write a song about this dark side of our culture in a way that maybe gave the story some humanity. You can let me know if you think it does that.

Side note: the song mentions 40 years. Sadly, another 20 years has been added. Wouldn’t it be awesome to wake up to this front page news, tomorrow? “Legalized Abortion Abolished”

Killin’ Spree

Way down along the river,

Beneath a willow tree,

An awful sight in the damp twilight,

They found the boy named Lee.

His mother can’t believe it.

His father can’t be found.

There’s his battered face, and his dying place

On that muddy Georgia ground.

Been forty years in this killin’ spree…

It’ll lead to ruin…the undoin’ of you and me.

If it weren’t for Jesus, Grace, and Mercy,

We’d all be found guilty…in this killin’ spree!

Inside a broken promise

There lives a shattered dream.

A young girl stands with cradled hands.

Her tears become a stream.

With no one there beside her

She walks in through the door.

She cannot smile or reconcile

Why her heart can feel no more.

chorus

Where we gonna go?

What we gonna do?

And who can we depend on?

Can you tell me who?

Random thoughts and deeds…

And random source of life…

Random is the bride we take

Who becomes a cheating wife.

© 2002

Stay tuned,



Enjoying the radically sensible Rhyme and Reason world? Don’t stop. Dive into much more.

Buy books and music from me:



* (https://www.amazon.

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