Just a quick note to reassure anyone who’s been alarmed, scared or offended by the mad, unreadable walls of text I’ve spewed out in your faces.  Trust me, there’s much worse than that stashed away that I’ll prolly chunk up in the weeks ahead.

In the meantime, just know I’m good, we’re good, it’s all good; even though I’m in hospital, in a rush to put this out before my breakfast gets cold.  I’m here because I had a cortisone induced psychotic episode.  Wow, what a trip!  Valium and a good nights sleep helped, but I’m still a bit wingnutty so I suspect more fun lies ahead.  I’m sure Rocky and her friend will catch the MAX home from Hillsboro soon and a bike ride will happen.

Also I came here to talk about the war, as Arlo meant to do 50 years ago about a different war before he landed in jail sittting a the Group W bench with other crooks and gangsters and criminals after being arrested for being a litterbug.

So did this other guy around the same time.  Everybody knows him, everybody knows his song.  Maybe like me you didn’t know he stopped singing it in public, and hasn’t for the last 25 years.

Until yesterday, in a concert in Athens, Greece, at an event organized by Obama.  Stunned everyone, wasn’t on the playlist. And maybe you, like me, were thrilled and made hopeful by the news.

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 Great job and so many thanks to Bernie and AOC for keeping America in the game, but watch out, BMG.  You ain’t seen nothin’, yet!