You Oughta Know

That’s everyone. Every single person we know. The whole city.
Can’t be.
But it is. It’s gone.

Not that it matters in the grand scheme of things but even Snopes thinks it’s about you Dave Coulier.

And you should be ashamed of that, but not as ashamed as you should be of this-

Whatever happened to predictability
The milkman, the paperboy, evening TV
How did I get delivered here
Somebody tell me, please
This old world’s confusing me

With clouds as mean as you’ve ever seen
Ain’t a bird who knows your tune.
Then a little voice inside you whispers,
Kid don’t sell your dreams, so soon


Everywhere you look
There’s a heart
A hand to hold onto
Everywhere you look
There’s a face
Of somebody who needs you
Everywhere you look

When you’re lost out there
and you’re all alone,
A light is waiting
to carry you home.
Everywhere you look


As a paperboy I (or rather, my parents) paid for my neighbors’ subscriptions for about 2 years because I was too shy to collect. The rest of the job, unpacking the papers and stuffing the supplements, biking around to deliver them, I kind of enjoyed. Now some resentful 17 year old roars by in his hand me down Subaru for a quick $15 on his way to school.

A milkbox was a square insulated receptacle I crawled up on to ring the doorbell and scream in agony after Dally the Dalmatian (we go for imaginative names in Stars Hollow, ask Terry the Terrier or Mr. Beagle E. Beagle) dragged me across the street to chase an imaginary SQUIRREL! ruining my one good knee (the other I’d blown out years before in a low speed skiing accident). As I recall bottles of white liquid used to show up on a semi-regular basis, presumably conducted there by a human being instead of an Amazon insect drone.

Television? Cable before there was. Two channels of 5 networks (NBC, CBS, PBS, ABC, Fox) and 2 Independents with more on UHF. Did I watch any?

How did I get delivered here
Somebody tell me, please
This old world’s confusing me

The answer is no. or at least not what you expect because tropes are boring, which may explain the angst with which I’m experiencing the Trump Era that merely magnifies the influnce of the minority bigoted racist seditionists and cobbles together the opposition into a not-at-all alliance of Neo Liberal Plutocrats and Anti-Capitalist Populists agains a singular individual.

Trumpism is Republicanism. It is also DLC, Third Way, New Democrat, No Lables Centrisim.

They are all rats scrabbling off a sinking ship because their lies and incompetence are too apparent to deny.

Alanis since you ask.