26 September 2008

Not That Paul Simon

... the groovy one. In anticipation of tonight, I'll be watching two old episodes of The West Wing.

Sittin' on a sofa
On a Sunday afternoon,
Gonna hear the candidates' debate,
Laugh about it,
Shout about it,
When you've got to choose,
Every way you look at it, you lose.

Of course, one of the candidates he was thinking of was Nixon. In the middle of an ill-advised undeclared war in a far-away nation started by some Texan. With financial crises on the horizon, an invasion of a European nation by Russia, refusal by some to accept that their bigotry — however important to their social and/or religious views — was not constitutionally acceptable... never mind.