post-punk gems, v. 32 — The Minutemen

Oh, it’s another odd morning in ‘Merica, with the diplomats dusting off the drums of war, and social media aflame with a recent twerk. At the least the crusts of bread-and-circuses of old had convertible energy as a fundamental property.

I do not suggest that I have a solution for the mess in Syria, but I am no fan of war in general, nor illegal wars, airstrikes, etc., in particular. Russia and China, as is their right, are likely to block a UN Security Council resolution, and Obama will be left to come up with his own coalition of the complicit.

Either way, this ain’t no picnic. Ladies and gentlemen, I present The Minutemen.