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When Sunny gets blue

I first heard Kenny Rankin play this when I was in high school and just loved it:

Walk on by

Aretha’s version:

Captain St. Lucifer

Laura Nyro:

Kids!

Part of the fun yesterday was watching the hordes of little kids at the music fest. Some of them got up on the stage and gyrated to the music; others climbed onto the speaker and just stood there, watching. Cartwheels, hill rolling, dancing, skipping (I loved skipping when I was a kid). So much fun!

Marcie

Summer falls to the sidewalk like string and brown paper…

Joni Mitchell at the Cafe Au Go Go, 1967:

Progressively losing

This is a really, really long piece over at Naked Capitalism, and it’s just chock full of gold nuggets. Read, discuss! (Oh, and don’t skip the comments.)

More money = better than

Mr. Show:

You know what

I’m not watching any of this “commemorative” crap today (thank God for cable!) and I’m certainly not writing about it today. (I’m pretty sure you already know what I think.)

But Krugman did:

Is it just me, or are the 9/11 commemorations oddly subdued?

Actually, I don’t think it’s me, and it’s not really that odd.

What happened after 9/11 — and I think even people on the right know this, whether they admit it or not — was deeply shameful. The atrocity should have been a unifying event, but instead it became a wedge issue. Fake heroes like Bernie Kerik, Rudy Giuliani, and, yes, George W. Bush raced to cash in on the horror. And then the attack was used to justify an unrelated war the neocons wanted to fight, for all the wrong reasons.

A lot of other people behaved badly. How many of our professional pundits — people who should have understood very well what was happening — took the easy way out, turning a blind eye to the corruption and lending their support to the hijacking of the atrocity?

The memory of 9/11 has been irrevocably poisoned; it has become an occasion for shame. And in its heart, the nation knows it.

And so did E.J. Dionne:

In the flood of anniversary commentary, notice how often the term “the lost decade” has been invoked. We know now, as we should have known all along, that American strength always depends first on our strength at home — on a vibrant, innovative and sensibly regulated economy, on levelheaded fiscal policies, on the ability of our citizens to find useful work, on the justice of our social arrangements.

This is not “isolationism.” It is a common sense that was pushed aside by the talk of “glory” and “honor,” by utopian schemes to transform the world by abruptly reordering the Middle East — and by our fears. While we worried that we would be destroyed by terrorists, we ignored the larger danger of weakening ourselves by forgetting what made us great.

We have no alternative from now on but to look forward and not back. This does not dishonor the fallen heroes, and Lincoln explained why at Gettysburg. “We can not dedicate — we can not consecrate — we can not hallow this ground,” he said. “The brave men, living and dead, who struggled here, have consecrated it, far above our poor power to add or detract.” The best we could do, Lincoln declared, was to commit ourselves to “a new birth of freedom.” This is still our calling.

Saturday night

I can’t believe I was out until 1:30 last night. I went to the Northern Liberties music festival, and then out to one of the local taprooms with my friend. Time flies, etc. Have a couple of the pictures I took:

Krugman on 9/11.

The Years of Shame.

“The memory of 9/11 has been irrevocably poisoned; it has become an occasion for shame. And in its heart, the nation knows it.”

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