Blind Mumbling

A compilation of writings that never got anyone excited.

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Location: N. Huntingdon, Pennsylvania, United States

Former teacher, co-editor of Total Football and the author of more than 20 books and over 200 articles, most about sports history. His credits include Pro Football: When the Grass Was Real, The Hidden Game of Football (with John Thorn and Pete Palmer), Baseball Between the Lies, The Importance of Napoleon, and the Battle of Stalingrad. He is presently Executive Director of the Pro Football Researchers Association.

Friday, November 03, 2006

HOW THE STORY CHANGED

2002
Little George Bush sat on his tush
Warning ‘bout WMDs.
When he got our ear, he taught us to fear.
We must defeat Saddam, oh please!

2003
Dubya made a stop on a US flattop
And strutted. He’d got what he wished.
He stuck up his thumb and said, “I ain’t dumb.
By me was this mission accomplished.”

2004
George made his speeching a new kind of teaching
‘Bout how any questions were treason.
But as he was spinning ‘bout how we were winning,
Iraqi snipers and bombs were in season.

2005
Bush never strayed from the path he had laid,
A path he said we must endorse.
The terrororists win if we ever give in
So we must all stay the course.

2006
While George was out stumping, he kept on tub thumping
‘Bout how things were great in Iraq.
“It’s better each hour. We’re growing in power.
A decade, we’ll start bringing boys back.”

Wednesday, November 01, 2006

JOHNNY KERRY

Whenever Johnny Kerry went out West,
We people who were voters looked at him.
He was a gentleman, one of our best,
Clean favored and tuburcularly slim.

And he seemed always dressed in gray.
And he was rather turgid when he spoke.
He didn’t inspire liberals on his best day,
And God knows he couldn’t tell a joke!

His wife was rich -- yes, richer than a Trump --
And he’d been taught at Yale’s respected school
So even though he campaigned like a lump,
We favored him o’er that loony Texas fool.

So on we worked and hoped for what is right
But feared Diebold, Florida, and the South.
And Johnny Kerry one calm summer night
Went out and put his big foot in his mouth.