LitaWrites (real_lawyer) wrote,
LitaWrites
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Union Sundown

I think Bob Dylan’s a poet-artist of the first class.  He wrote the song “Union Sundown” and I think it expresses a lot of the discussions plaguing those on the right, left, and in-between about whether the inefficient and bloated automakers should be bailed out.  Lawmakers messed up, letting the lenders/traders go largely unregulated, then bailed out their sorry butts with taxpayer money.  So now the lawmakers who let the Big 3 rail against and defeat regulations and restrictions for decades are going to make an example of the US automakers and not bail out their equally pathetic behinds?

AIG received a ton of money, but their workers don’t buy sandwiches from my friend Nancy’s Subway restaurants outside Detroit, so why shouldn’t some cash make its way from DC to the Motor City?  I don’t want to impoverish any more people, throwing them out of their homes, plus I truly want this country to right its wrongs.  Can’t we do both at the same time and not punish one industry while rewarding another?  In my opinion, Dylan could have added a line about the intangibility of risk-laden slices of mortgage debts as contrasted with the solidness of a good-quality, fuel efficient, affordable auto someday made by US workers with health care, but that seems more the words of a lawyer than the song of a poet:

Well, my shoes, they come from Singapore,
My flashlight's from Taiwan,
My tablecloth's from Malaysia,
My belt buckle's from the Amazon.
You know, this shirt I wear comes from the Philippines
And the car I drive is a Chevrolet,
It was put together down in Argentina
By a guy makin' thirty cents a day.

Well, it's sundown on the union
And what's made in the U.S.A.
Sure was a good idea
'Til greed got in the way.

Well, this silk dress is from Hong Kong
And the pearls are from Japan.
Well, the dog collar's from India
And the flower pot's from Pakistan.
All the furniture, it says "Made in Brazil"
Where a woman, she slaved for sure
Bringin' home thirty cents a day to a family of twelve,
You know, that's a lot of money to her.

Well, it's sundown on the union
And what's made in the U.S.A.
Sure was a good idea
'Til greed got in the way.

Well, you know, lots of people complainin' that there is no work.
I say, "Why you say that for
When nothin' you got is U.S.-made?"
They don't make nothin' here no more,
You know, capitalism is above the law.
It say, "It don't count 'less it sells."
When it costs too much to build it at home
You just build it cheaper someplace else.

Well, it's sundown on the union
And what's made in the U.S.A.
Sure was a good idea
'Til greed got in the way.

Well, the job that you used to have,
They gave it to somebody down in El Salvador.
The unions are big business, friend,
And they're goin' out like a dinosaur.
They used to grow food in Kansas
Now they want to grow it on the moon and eat it raw.
I can see the day coming when even your home garden
Is gonna be against the law.

Well, it's sundown on the union
And what's made in the U.S.A.
Sure was a good idea
'Til greed got in the way.

Democracy don't rule the world,
You'd better get that in your head.
This world is ruled by violence
But I guess that's better left unsaid.
From Broadway to the Milky Way,
That's a lot of territory indeed
And a man's gonna do what he has to do
When he's got a hungry mouth to feed.

Well, it's sundown on the union
And what's made in the U.S.A.
Sure was a good idea
'Til greed got in the way.

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On a completely different note, Happy Anniversary, Lisa & Bryan!

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