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Fear not, stand firm and see the salvation of LORD, which He will work for you today. The LORD will fight for you, and you have only to be silent.
-Exodus 14:13a & 14
O to grace how great a debtor daily I’m constrained to be! Let Thy goodness, like a fetter, bind my wandering heart to Thee. Prone to wander, Lord, I feel it, prone to leave the God I love; here’s my heart, O take and seal it, seal it for Thy Courts Above.
-Robert Robinson
1735-1790
Here we go again…. The “A Vote for Sarvis was a Vote for McAuliffe” people are coming out of the woodwork with their post-election analysis, as if every person who voted for Savris in the Virginia Governor’s race would’ve voted for Cuccinelli if the Libertarian Sarvis wasn’t running, although that’s really irrelevant because Sarvis WAS running. It’s the same group of “A Vote for Anyone Other Than Romney is Really a Vote for Obama” people from 2012. Me? Well, I’ve got this wacky theory that goes something like this…. A vote for McAuliffe was a vote for Mcauliffe. A vote for Cuccinelli was a vote for Cuccinelli. A vote for Sarvis was a vote for Sarvis. Hey GOP, stop blaming Libertarians everytime you lose an election. Here’s another wacky theory… You didn’t lose because a Libertarian got a few votes. You lost because you got less votes than the winner. (Stand still and let that ‘DUH!!’ moment sink in.) Stop being sorry Republican losers and making excuses when you get your butt kicked in an election. Geez, what a bunch of crybabies!! You’re embarrassing yourselves and you don’t even know it.
Thunder on the mountain, fires on the moon
There’s a ruckus in the alley and the sun will be here soon
Today’s the day, gonna grab my trombone and blow
Well, there’s hot stuff here and it’s everywhere I go
I was thinkin’ ’bout Alicia Keys, couldn’t keep from crying
When she was born in Hell’s Kitchen, I was living down the line
I’m wondering where in the world Alisha Keys could be
I been looking for her even clear through Tennessee
Feel like my soul is beginning to expand
Look into my heart and you will sort of understand
You brought me here, now you’re trying to run me away
The writing’s on the wall, come read it, come see what it say
Thunder on the mountain, rolling like a drum
Gonna sleep over there, that’s where the music coming from
I don’t need any guide, I already know the way
Remember this, I’m your servant both night and day
The pistols are poppin’ and the power is down
I’d like to try somethin’ but I’m so far from town
The sun keeps shinin’ and the North Wind keeps picking up speed
Gonna forget about myself for a while, gonna go out and see what others need
I’ve been sitting down studying the art of love
I think it will fit me like a glove
I want some real good woman to do just what I say
Everybody got to wonder what’s the matter with this cruel world today
Thunder on the mountain rolling to the ground
Gonna get up in the morning walk the hard road down
Some sweet day I’ll stand beside my king
I wouldn’t betray your love or any other thing
Gonna raise me an army, some tough sons of bitches
I’ll recruit my army from the orphanages
I been to St. Herman’s church and I’ve said my religious vows
I’ve sucked the milk out of a thousand cows
I got the porkchops, she got the pie
She ain’t no angel and neither am I
Shame on your greed, shame on your wicked schemes
I’ll say this, I don’t give a damn about your dreams
Thunder on the mountain heavy as can be
Mean old twister bearing down on me
All the ladies of Washington scrambling to get out of town
Looks like something bad gonna happen, better roll your airplane down
Everybody’s going and I want to go too
Don’t wanna take a chance with somebody new
I did all I could and I did it right there and then
I’ve already confessed – no need to confess again
Gonna make a lot of money, gonna go up north
I’ll plant and I’ll harvest what the earth brings forth
The hammer’s on the table, the pitchfork’s on the shelf
For the love of God, you ought to take pity on yourself