Two Classic Songs by the Flying Burrito Brothers

'Six Days on the Road':

"Well, I pulled out of Pittsburgh
Rollin' down that Eastern Seaboard
I've got my diesel wound up
And she's running like never before
There's a speed zone ahead, all right
but I don't see a cop in sight
Six days on the road and I'm gonna make it home tonight

I got me ten forward gears
And a Georgia overdrive
I'm taking little white pills
And my eyes are open wide
I just passed a 'Jimmy' and a 'White'
I've been passin' everything in sight
Six days on the road and I'm gonna make it home tonight

Well, it seems like a month
Since I kissed my baby good-bye
I could have a lot of women
But I'm not like some other guys
I could find one to hold me tight
But I could never make believe it's all right
Six days on the road and I'm gonna make it home tonight

I.C.C. is checking on down the line
Well, I'm a little overweight and my log book is way behind
But nothing bothers me tonight
I can dodge all the scales all right
Six days on the road and I'm gonna make it home tonight

Well my rig's a little old
But that don't mean she's slow
There's a flame from her stack
And that smoke's blowin' black as coal
My hometown's coming in sight
If you think I'm happy you're right
Six days on the road and I'm gonna make it home tonight
Six days on the road and I'm gonna make it home tonight"


So there you have it: white country music at its best and absolutely no "homies" "hos", or "gangstas" anywhere. Those were the days!

The subject of the song is just some good ole boy with out-of-date paperwork driving an over-laden, poluting truck whilst breaking the speed limit and taking amphetemines to stay awake. ;-)

This next one will probaby re-enter the charts if McCain becomes president:
(incidentally, the "uncle" in this song is Uncle Sam)

"A letter came today from the draft board
With trembling hands I read the questionnaire
It asked me lots of things about my mama and papa
Now that ain't what I call exactly fair
So I'm heading for the nearest foreign border
Vancouver may be just my kind of town
Because they don't need the kind of law and order
That tends to keep a good man underground
A sad old soldier once told me a story
About a battlefield that he was on
He said a man should never fight for glory
He must know what is right and what is wrong
So I'm heading for the nearest foreign border
Vancouver may be just my kind of town
Because they don't need the kind of law and order
That tends to keep a good man underground, yeah now,
I don't know how much I owe my uncle
But I suspect it's more than I can pay
He's asking me to sign a three-year contract
I guess I'll catch the first bus out today
So I'm heading for the nearest foreign border
Vancouver may be just my kind of town
Because they don't need the kind of law and order
That tends to keep a good man underground
That tends to keep a good man underground"

My Uncle - the Flying Burrito Brothers

Royal Family Sex and Drugs Scandal

Phaedrus picked up something about this story from his daily browse of the news sites. Although way off-topic at first sight, there are some useful discussion points that arise from it...

Short summary: a less well-known personage from the British royal family has been blackmailed over sex and drugs allegations. The blackmailers possessed a tape of the royal concerned indulging in somewhat unpleasant activities that are probably best left to the reader's imagination. The drug involved, however, is apparently cocaine and the sum demanded by the blackmailers was $100,000

Buckingham Palace has refused to comment on the matter and the persons who have been arrested in connection with the blackmail attempt have had their first court appearance held behind closed doors to ensure no reporting by the media (this is, Phaedrus is given to understand, very unusual indeed in England).

So reading between the lines and going simply by intuition, Phaedrus suspects the royal concerned is probably either Princess Eugene or Princess Beatrice (daughters of Prince Andrew and Sarah Ferguson). The reason for this supposition is that Ferguson is the weak link in the family and has brought shame on it many times before, including in 1992 when she was pictured pool-side having her toes sucked by her American 'financial advisor' whilst still married to Prince Andrew.

Ferguson is a life-long liability for the royals. Her father was photographed using the services of prostitutes, and a couple of years ago she very unwisely introduced her young daughters to the American Negro rap artist, Puff Daddy (or P. Diddy as this entity now calls himself). Phaedrus suspects that the scandal involves one or other of the princesses having sex with a Negro rap star (possibly Diddy/Daddy himself) and sharing drugs provided by him.

It's all speculation, of course and not appropriate for a factually-orientated blog. Ferguson, though of course white, is a potential coal-burner who has introduced her young daughters to a dubious character linked to the world of drugs and violence (what a hopeless 'mother'). But the biggest dopes are the blackmailers themselves. They only demanded 100k and demanded it from the family - a serious crime. If they'd taken the tape to the UK tabloids they could have got more than double for it - all nice and legal, too. How stupid can you get?

Moral of this sad story: if you really care about your kids' future, never, ever, ever let them hang out with Negroes for ANY length of time and for ANY reason, much less introduce them to such people! Such attachments ONLY EVER END IN TEARS - and tears is the best you can hope for, since more often than not it's violent and bloody murder.