I'm sitting in Tulsa Oklahoma, Juneteenth Eve 2020. Waiting for the Trumpocalypse here tomorrow . Barry McGuire's "Eve of Destruction" lyrics going through my head:; Yeah, my blood's so mad, feels like coagulatin', I'm sittin' here, just contemplatin',
I can't twist the truth, it knows no regulation, Handful of Senators don't pass legislation,
And marches alone can't bring integration, When human respect is disintegratin',
This whole crazy world is just too frustratin'; The poundin' of the drums, the pride and disgrace, You can bury your dead, but don't leave a trace, Hate your next door neighbor, but don't forget to say grace; And you tell me over and over and over and over again my friend,
You don't believe we're on the Eve of Destruction. NLG; - Written in 1965. Sadly, still too true today.
