Live like it matters

Raise your hands in the air like you just don't care

Many of us know more about the rich and famous than we do about the people around us. We gossip about celebrities as though we were residents of the same small town. The trouble with celebrity culture is, we pay attention to this set of famous people, but they pay no attention to us. This can make us feel invisible. We come to feel like their lives matter a great deal, and ours don’t.

Front porch music

Some celebrities are talented, no doubt. But plenty of talented people live ordinary lives all around us, playing in local bands, painting in their basements, writing for little magazines. In these days of quarantine, most of this creativity remains invisible, but it continues. The main difference between our local artists and their famous colleagues is just fame.

Gov Cuomo being sane

If we list the people who make a difference in our daily lives, we won’t include many famous people. Trump has made a sad and frightening difference in all our lives, so he’d be on the list. So would our governors and mayors. But the people who really make this national nightmare bearable are our families, friends, and co-workers.

Still smiling

Other people who affect our daily lives aren’t even people we know. The grocery cashier who smiles warmly behind her plastic shield; the real human being we reach after twenty minutes on the phone with robots; the jerk who runs past us without a mask, coughing; people like these can make a tremendous difference in how we feel. If someone is kind to us, we will tend to be decent to the next person we meet. If someone is rude, we might very well take our anger out on whoever is unfortunate enough to cross our path next. In this way, a person’s smallest act can have consequences they will never be aware of.

Picking up litter

This is how we make the world: one act at a time. If we drop our candy wrapper in the street, the world gets a little dirtier. If we teach a child to use waste barrels, the world gets a little cleaner. These acts might seem insignificant. But they add up; they matter.

American culture encourages greed, selfishness, arrogance, rudeness, and general lack of shame. Our current chief executive shows the result. Celebrity culture rewards the flashiest, not the best. The benefits of virtue are personal, like having good friends and a happy family. The people who treat others with kindness and respect often have no fame or fortune to make us notice them. Without their quiet work, though, civilization of any kind would be impossible.

It hurts not to be able to hug the people we love

So if you feel insignificant, you are wrong. What you say and do affects everyone around you, whether you know them or not, and what they say and do affects you, whether or not you’re aware of it. You are part of the fabric of this world as long as you live. You make it stronger and more beautiful, or weaker and meaner. That is your choice. Choose wisely. It matters.

What heals us

It’s been a warm winter here, followed by a cold spring. We’ve felt terrible fear, followed by great danger for some, boredom for others, loneliness for most. Yet trees are flowering and birds are nesting. We will emerge from this nightmare with fresh appreciation for many things we used to take for granted.

There is balm for the spirit, no matter what you believe. Music and art, virtual hugs, rivers and oceans, lizards in the desert and rabbits in the garden. There is a new sense of respect for the people we all depend on. Everyone now understands how much we need front-line workers, not just to nurse us when we’re sick but to keep the lights on, water flowing from the taps, grocery shelves stocked, garbage picked up, and the rest of civilization going during this emergency.

No matter what should change in our educational systems, parents, teachers, and children will be thrilled when schools reopen. When we can once again enjoy our national parks and forests, maybe people will rally to stop Trump from selling them off.

And when Americans get a chance to vote this November, maybe we will use our ballots to throw Trump and his evil cabal out of power, so this nation, and the world, can begin to heal.

Another brilliant Trump idea

Joe Will Do

Belief in Trump can be fatal.

Believing in Trump can be fatal. His supporters are now defending their right to go back to work and bring home the virus. They are still falling for the con. Even his suggestion that they inject themselves with bleach has not made them hesitate. Their death rate will be tragic. Anybody who watches “Fail Army” knows you can survive being stupid, but Trump is reaching levels of stupid never seen before. He might survive because he’s got all the advantages that come with being rich and powerful, but few of his followers have any such protections.

Trump will soon be killing officers in training. He plans to speak at the West Point graduation in June, calling back a thousand cadets who have already been sent home. Trump wants the ceremony to look “nice and tight” without social distancing, because, as we know, it’s all about his crowds.

Health workers need more masks. Trump is stockpiling masks, and no one knows who is getting them.

On top of being a murderer and liar, Trump is a thief. Under his direction, FEMA (the Federal Emergency Management Agency) has confiscated hospital supplies from at least seven states. He has stolen a million face masks from South Florida firefighters; testing supplies from Washington, Oregon, and Alaska; and masks from Massachusetts and Texas. The Trump administration is not telling anyone where this federal stockpile is going or how it will be used.

Trump blaming someone else

But we know Trump will take these life-saving materials hostage until governors praise him enough to get some.

We tried to impeach this shameless piece of scum, but Mitch McConnell wouldn’t let witnesses testify. So we’re stuck with him until January. He will go on lying and stealing and killing and ruining the environment and betraying his country until then. That’s why we need to vote for Joe Biden, even in his advanced state of mental decay. If the Dems decide to run an actual real live donkey instead, we need to vote for the donkey.

Trump is a deadly disease. He might be fatal for democracy. The only cure is to vote a Democrat into every single open office in November.  Yes, yes, we know most establishment Dems support Wall Street over Main Street, and few of them stand for real progressive change. But we, the people, need a place to start America’s rehab. And in spite of all his disadvantages, Joe will do.

Trump is Killing Us

He’s been killing people right along. An incomplete list: victims of hate crimes, which his hateful rhetoric encourages; refugees sent back home to the deadly gang violence they tried to flee; the Kurds, after he deserted them in Syria; children stolen from their immigrant families who died in US custody; women who died from bungled illegal abortions when they couldn’t get legal ones; poor people unable to get health care because he’s cut Obamacare as much as he can; and these days, many thousands from COVID-19 who might be alive if he had taken action in January instead of March.

Now the federal government is stockpiling PPE (personal protection equipment) by outbidding states and even just taking stuff the states have managed to buy. Trump wants states to be “nice” to him before he gives them any of it, no matter how much their people need it. States should not have to bid for PPE. The federal government should be doing all that work, locating and buying it, and distributing it to states as needed, not according to how much their governors are willing to kiss his ass.

Really, they think we have to choose between liberty and COVID-19? Aren't people free to decide we want to stay healthy?

Worst of all perhaps, Trump has been pushing the “opening” of the country, an end to the virus quarantine, and encouraging his followers to protest the lockdowns of their states. This in spite of overwhelming evidence that it is far too soon to go back to business as usual. We are still in the midst of a surge. All the numbers we see are way too low, since so few tests are available. Opening back up too soon will mean a huge spike in sickness and death.

But the man who is supposed to protect this country does not care how many of us die. The sad truth is that though healthcare workers, police and firefighters are literally dying to keep us safe, the world’s most powerful person only cares about getting re-elected.

Too much, too soon

Will we be forced back to work?

I’m afraid people will be forced to go back to work, if they can find a job. Some jobs will be available to replace “essential workers” from grocery stores, hospitals, and delivery services who fall sick. There might soon be more. Too many Trump supporters are echoing his demand for “re-opening” the US economy whether or not it is safe to do so.

Everybody needs to wear a mask.

There is simply not enough protective gear to make workplaces safe, even the ones that have remained open. But if you’re out of money, you might have to work, no matter the danger. The one-time $1200 payout from the federal government can’t keep households going for more than a few weeks, and not everybody got one. They should be sending everyone $2000 a month and paying for all necessary health care. But… Trump.

Amazon tv ads praise workers for their courage but company fails to provide protective gear.

Opening the country long before we are ready will only set up the next big wave of the pandemic. Trump does not care how many of us die. Most big corporations also do not care how many of us die, in spite of their recent deluge of commercials thanking front-line workers. Judging from the mask-free faces I see in public, a lot of ordinary people seem not to care either. They might just be in denial, but that’s not a good excuse.

So far, Amazon is not adequately protecting its workers.

Now is the time to fight in the most passive possible way. Don’t show up. Don’t go to work. Don’t open your store. Stay home and wait for the tests and the gear. And when you have to go out, for all of our sakes, wear a mask.

Sorted by suffering

One third of us are going to work. These people are in danger of bringing the virus home with them, and of getting sick themselves. These people are afraid for their lives. Some feel they have no choice. Some are making a brave and noble choice.

One third of us are staying home and working. These are the lucky ones in many ways. But isolation is a serious kind of suffering. These people are fighting to stay sane, to stay relatively cheerful, to take care of themselves and keep from taking the stress out on their families.

One third are staying home, not working, not getting paid. The financial stress is terrible and getting worse. Communities of color, poor people, and immigrants are getting hit worst of all. Many laid-off workers never imagined they would be looking for food pantries.

Right now, few people are in good situations, and the few who are tend to be white and rich. The rest of us need more help, and more kinds of help, than Trump is willing to give. The sad fact is that no amount of our suffering will move him. He doesn’t care how many of us die. The only things he cares about are his own wealth and his own power.

If Trump has his way, businesses will reopen far too soon, and the US will experience a second wave of the pandemic. We have to hope governors have enough sense to stand up for the lives of people in their states. We have to hope people have enough sense to stay home, as hard as that is. And we have to hope that our fellow Americans will be generous and kind, as well as patient. In the absence of sane federal leadership, we must depend on one another.

Wear a Mask

Love your neighbor. Wear a mask. Show you care. Wear a mask. Come to the rescue. Wear a mask. Protect yourself and your family. Wear a mask.

Voters in Wisconsin just helped save democracy. Many wore masks. All of our heroes should be wearing masks. Walmart and Amazon, instead of buying ads to praise your workers, give them masks!

Be cool. Be fierce. Be kind. Be fashion-forward. Be a human update. Be a decent person. Wear a mask.

1 people, 1 world

We’ve had record-breaking wildfires, hurricanes, and floods, but never before in our lifetimes has there been a catastrophe that hits the whole world at once.

We’re watching one another’s states and nations to see what works. So far, the US is coping worst of all. Led by our Denier-in-Chief, too many people refuse to protect themselves through social distancing or protective gear. But Americans seem to be learning – just the hard way, unfortunately.

This is not a fun way to find out that we really are all connected.

We’re seeing celebrities in sweatpants, not glammed up on the red carpet. We’re seeing which corporations care about their workers, and which just want to seem like they do. We’re finding out how much our casual contacts with neighbors and friends mean to us, now that we can’t have them.

Americans are also finding out why we need a federal government. We’re discovering this the hard way, too, since our current government is trying to shift all its responsibilities to states.

Individual responsibilities have never been so clear. We have to be kind, and we have to be careful. Every day, people we never heard of are showing us how to behave. Not only disease is contagious. Good cheer, courage, and helpfulness are also possible to catch from other people.

Climate change has already made us aware that we have to build a new world. We are starting to build a new civilization, from useful parts of the old one, with our amazing and under-rated imaginations.

The old culture was based on greed and violence. The new one is based on community and compassion. One of my friends calls this change “the warm shift.” Another points out that when a big ship makes a small course correction, it will lead to a whole new destination.  Humanity is a damn big ship. And we might now be making the small but vitally necessary course correction that will lead us to a survivable future.

Working-class Poverty

The poverty I know from the inside is working-class American poverty. Billions of people around the world are suffering from much worse forms of poverty, but I’m thankful that has not been my experience. American poverty is bad enough.

American poverty means never being able to pay all the bills. You rob Peter to pay Paul: you pay the electric bill this month, the water bill next month. You agree to pay the dentist $20 a month forever. The cost of everything goes up: food, rent, health care, gas. Your income stays the same.

Minimum wage is not a living wage.

Maybe you take a second job, leaving your ten-year-old to take care of the six-year-old after school. You sell your guitar and your great-grandmother’s necklace. Maybe you move to a smaller, cheaper place further from town, although it means even less time with your kids and more money for transportation.

You stay awake at night worrying about money. You are anxious all the time, and your frustration affects your relationships. It’s hard not to take things out on your partner or your kids. You have no energy for your friends or for taking care of yourself. The stress is nonstop.

And now, with the pandemic, you might have lost your job, or your second job. Or you’re in one of those essential job categories and have to keep working even though you’re afraid it endangers your family.

The American myth is that in this country, all you have to do to get by is work 40 hours a week. If you play by the rules, you will rise up in your field over time, and before long you’ll be doing fine. This has not actually been true since the 1970s.

The truth is that only the rich do better over time. In the past four decades, most of the income growth has gone to the top 10 percent. In the decade plus since the last recession, nearly all the growth has gone to the top 1 percent. Meanwhile, the median wage (half earn more, half earn less) for an individual is about $27,000. That’s about half of what a household needs to survive, at least in most cities where there are actually jobs.

Too many hours, no over-time

Since Reagan began the deliberate destruction of unions, workers have been putting in more hours for less money. We have lost the ground gained by the labor movement almost a century ago: the average American work week is now 50 hours, not 40, and many salaried workers routinely put in 60 hours a week just to keep their jobs, for no extra pay.

Corporations have figured out that it’s cheaper to pay slave wages overseas than to give Americans decent wages. It’s cheaper still to replace humans with robots. Unless we make some radical changes to economic policy, more and more Americans will find themselves desperately seeking even the lowest wage jobs, and struggling to keep their families fed and housed.

These days, due to wildfires, hurricanes, and now the pandemic, millions of Americans are finding themselves newly poor. Chances are that most of them will stay poor for a long time.

It’s easy to fall into poverty. You lose your job, or your house, or you get sick, or you have to take care of a family member, and boom, you’re poor. Unless you have rich and generous relatives, or you’re otherwise well connected to rich people who can help you get back up, once you are down you’ll most likely stay down. The system is designed to keep you there.

If you are stuck in poverty, try not to blame yourself. America is being run for the benefit of the wealthy, and the more who are living in poverty, the easier it is for the rich. There’s so much competition for jobs that they can keep wages ridiculously low. This is a social problem, not a psychological problem. You are not lazy or shiftless or stupid. It is our society that needs to change. What you need to do, with any time and energy you can scrape together, is join forces with the millions of others who are trapped by working class poverty, and fight to make that change happen.

Becoming Poor

Things get shabby.

Things get shabby. Paint peels off the house. The car gets older and older and you keep fixing it because newer cars are too expensive. Your towels and sheets wear thin. Anyone can look at your clothes and know you have no money.

You eat more fats and sugars because meats, fresh fruits and vegetables cost too much, and chips and cookies are cheap and filling. You gain weight. Joining a gym is not an option. You get depressed. Maybe you drink. Beer is cheap and filling.

You buy things in small quantities, even though large quantities are a better value. You can’t afford to save money on the “economy size.” If you were saving for retirement or a rainy day, you realize it’s a rainy day and you spend your savings.

You learn to say no to your kids. A lot. No to ice cream on hot days. No to the sneakers all the other kids wear. No to birthday parties, karate lessons, soccer lessons, music lessons — but in the days of pandemic, at least the kids know all their friends are in the same boat.

You gradually lose touch with your richer friends and the more upscale members of your family. People think poverty is catching. People are afraid yours will rub off on them. You feel ashamed and needy; you feel anxious and guilty; you wonder where you went wrong.

All these things are happening to millions of Americans right now. Mostly, we blame ourselves for our financial problems. We are taught that America is a land of opportunity, so if we’re poor it must be our own fault. We must not be trying hard enough, or we’re stupid.

But poor people, in my experience, are exactly like rich people, except they have no money. Their poverty is most often not due to any defect in themselves; the cause is a system that allows workers to be underpaid, given no job security, and offered few benefits. The rich people who control both parties have deliberately undermined unions, which used to be our best means of leveling the playing field. Now everybody is on their own, playing on a field that keeps tilting so all the money slides to the rich.

In this system, it’s quite clear by now, the rich keep getting richer, and the divide between the rich and everybody else keeps getting wider. Safety nets have been quietly shredded for the last 40 years, so if you get in trouble you tend to stay in trouble. An accident, an illness, a job loss, or a divorce can make the bottom fall out of your life. And now the virus has pulled the rug out from under most of our lives.

This country used to try to take care of all its citizens. Then the doctrine of greed took hold, around the time Reagan took office. Gradually we have gotten crueler and crueler to poor people. The media ignores them. Government pretends that charities will make sure nobody starves or sleeps on the street. And most of us have tried to forget that poverty is only one misfortune away from claiming our lives too.

Now poverty will be the new normal. The newly poor will need government to do what it needs to do, which is guarantee minimum income that will keep all of us going until a new economy gears up. Our current federal government does not care how many of us die in the meantime. We’ll see in January how hard our new government is willing to fight for the survival of ordinary Americans.

What we do now.

Stay put. If you can’t pay the rent or the mortgage, don’t let anybody make you move out. Stay connected. There are free internet services available now; find one. Stay safe. Make yourself a mask and wear it whenever you leave your home.

American society has been run by money. What do we do when we run out of money? Since the Reagan era, we have been told poverty is the fault of poor people. We felt ashamed to need help. Government has provided less and less help to poor people over the last four decades, and most of us were too busy or too selfish to care. Now millions of us are becoming poor for the first time. It’s quite clear that this new poverty is not our fault. We’re just trying to survive, which in many cases means staying home from non-essential jobs.

As long as middle class people felt relatively secure, many of us assumed that non-profit organizations like food banks would take care of the needs not being met by government programs. These days, we’re learning that the non-profit sector is far too small and poorly funded to meet those needs. Food banks help. There are just not enough of them to feed every hungry family.

We have to stand our ground. Housing, food, health care, basic utilities including internet connections — these are human rights. Now is the time to claim those rights. We know money isn’t everything. Let’s prove it.

When the Money Runs Out

Those checks better start showing up. No doubt they will be far too little and for many people, far too late. The clueless US government did not prepare for a pandemic; in fact they took apart the preparations already in place. So we have to doubt they’ve thought much about what people will do when the money runs out.

People will not sit home quietly and starve. They will keep going to the grocery store and shopping for food. They just won’t pay for it.

Will the underpaid, overworked, barely protected grocery clerks stop people from leaving with their groceries? Will they be too afraid of losing their jobs to let their hungry neighbors eat? How can we avoid food riots and looting without much more help from the government?

So far, in the absence of sane federal leadership, we have seen governors, mayors, and millions of untitled US residents step up to show the way forward. We have seen numerous, startling examples of everyday heroism, generosity, kindness, and creativity. People are standing up for one another.

But soon the worst of the epidemic will hit, and the worst of the financial consequences will follow. What will happen when the money runs out?

The government should set up massive food banks and delivery systems. But given the fascist tendencies of the Trump administration, it seems possible that instead they will send the National Guard to enforce the cruel laws of capitalism. It is also possible that the National Guard believes in democracy, not capitalism.

It is possible that the zillionaires who have been running America do not really understand us at all.

Why women need abortions

Let me start by pissing everybody off. I think both sides of this debate have important things to say. If women have no access to abortion, they have no freedom to determine the course of their lives. But when the anti-choice people tell us the fetus should be respected as a human in progress, we should listen. Even if we must take a life, we should recognize that it is sacred, and grieve the necessity of its loss.

Being a mother is a heavy responsibility. The pregnancy is the least of it, though being pregnant is uncomfortable, inconvenient, and challenging to your physical and mental health. By the time a baby is born, you are tied to the child forever on an emotional level, whether or not you keep it to raise. You brought a new person into this difficult and dangerous world, and the fate of this tiny being in large part depends on you.

If a woman is not ready to take care of a child, either financially or emotionally, forcing her to bear one is a cruel and unusual punishment.

In America, it’s a struggle for families to stay together. Many jobs pay barely enough to support one person, never mind two or three, and lack of money can ruin even relationships that began in love and tenderness. There is not much corporate or governmental support for pregnancy and child-rearing, and little access to help of any kind if financial disaster strikes. When a couple breaks up, most often it’s the man who leaves and the woman who is left with the child.

Even mothers with money have a hard time. The focus of news and gossip has been the fathers and potential fathers as they compete for money and power. The needs of mothers have not been foremost, never mind the needs of children.

But women and children without money, without men? That’s a disaster. Much of the misery in pre-pandemic America came from trying to raise families without enough money. If the father is not able to make enough money to help support the child, the man’s hurt pride is often enough to make him take off.  But even if the men stick around, it’s hard.

And it is to her children that a mother owes her first allegiance. Once you give birth to them, you are theirs for life, no matter what happens. You and the father, whatever your relationship – you were volunteers. Your children came into your hands completely at your mercy, through no fault of their own.

Because raising a child is such an enormous, costly, exhausting responsibility, people should be willing and ready to do it – at least as ready as you can be for this stranger who will remake your life. If a woman is not ready to take care of a child, either financially or emotionally, forcing her to bear one is a cruel and unusual punishment. Of course she most likely will love the child, but that is hardly the point.

To bear a child you can’t feed, can’t keep safe, whom you can’t be there for – that is a terrible kind of pain. Society has no right to make you bear it. In either sense.

Abortion is far from the worst thing we have to worry about, this year or any year. Actual, born, no-argument-human beings are getting killed every day, including infants. Yet somehow, the anti-abortion people don’t view war or domestic violence as a larger problem. They see abortion as the murder of innocents. Does a fetus lose its innocence once it is born?

So let’s try to retain some perspective on abortion. The alternative is for a woman to continue a pregnancy she does not want and bear a child for whom she is not ready. That child will be a burden on her life and her heart, no matter if she keeps it or gives it away. That child will begin life with a big count against it. And if society forces a woman to give birth no matter what the circumstances, will society then help her deal with the consequences? Let’s not kid ourselves, if you’ll forgive the pun. That woman and her child will be on their own.  

Downsizing Blues

In the industrial deli
I’ll have the CD on rye
Well I was running the rat race
But I’ve been disqualified
So give me an order of data to go
I’ll eat it by the TV while I’m watching the snow

At the industrial deli
We wear the company hat
I’ll have the white collar special
Do I get fries with that?
There’s a crowd in my coffee, a bug in my tea,
Every time I turn around they try to automate me

I’ll have to do some moonlighting
to beat the downsizing blues
You’ll see me doing my new job
in my high heeled shoes
I know what to do with a working stiff
I’ll be a boy’s best friend on the midnight shift

Collateral Damage

You’re not responsible for the damage that you do
Somebody’s gotta clean up your mess, but it sure ain’t gonna be you
You’ll give yourself glory when you tell us the story
and some will believe it’s all true

But you don’t care, it’s collateral damage
You had a job to do, they just got in your way
They don’t count, they’re collateral damage
You take what you want, and make the rest of us pay

You praise capitalism, and you give free advice to the poor
They just have to work hard, you say, and they won’t be poor no more
Poor people shouldn’t need your help, they should be ashamed to ask
Meanwhile your accountant gets you out of paying any tax

But you don’t care, it’s collateral damage
Markets will rise, and then markets will fall
You say the poor shouldn’t be such sore losers
Didn’t they know that it’s winners take all

You’re a player in the arms trade, making real big bucks off war
You don’t worry yourself too much about what the war is for
You just like to blow things up and watch all the people run
It’s just like playing a video game once the killing has begun

And you don’t care, they’re collateral damage
None of them had a face or a name
Notch your belt, they’re collateral damage
After all, they’re just pawns in the game

Cruel Way to Run the World

If your family needs you, you will pull the plow
You’ll do anything for your children
You’ll become a slave in the rich man’s house
In the hope you’ll be able to save them

So you keep on going, working all the time,
Always on the edge of exhaustion,
Never finding time for your own life
Knowing you’re going to need some

It’s a cruel, cruel way to run the world

They don’t care how many people they use —
the Trumpers and the Koch brothers —
They keep us tired and they keep us confused
Blaming what’s wrong on each other

Aren’t you tired of just standing around
Waiting for something to change
We better decide to get serious now
We have our whole world to rearrange

Cause it’s a cruel cruel way to run the world

Eight Bucks an Hour

Eight bucks an hour is plenty of pay
as long as you don’t need to eat every day.
Frisco, Los Angeles, New York too,
take your whole paycheck when the rent is due.
Many generations have fought for the right
to work eight hours and go home at night.
They fought for a paycheck to cover the nut,
food, shelter, healthcare, the basics, but
in spite of all of those battles won
it seems like the struggle has just begun.
“You’re waging class warfare!” the right’s accusing.
Well the war has been raging. And guess who’s losing!
The poor have to scramble after every dime.
Revolution? Who’s got the time?

Communism popped like a big soap bubble.
It’s capitalism that now is in trouble,
rotting inside like a moldy pear,
’cause the way that it works is so far from fair.
Money makes money, penny makes penny,
You’re out of luck if you don’t have any.
When you work all the time and you still can’t save,
you’re not a free person, you’re a virtual slave,
nose to the grindstone, you never get ahead,
work every day til you wake up dead.

The whole world over, workers have to fight,
’cause a living wage is a human right.
All over the world, change is way overdue:
Too many suffer for the good of the few.
A living wage for every person would sure
Help to close the gap between the rich and the poor.

But of violent revolution I never would sing
‘cause war is just more of the same damn thing.
We need a big change, but the change must start
in the loving kindness of the human heart.
Set a course toward justice and hold it steady.
Too many people have been hurt already.
If we can make a world where everybody’s fed,
everyone’s got a place to lay their head,
if we can make a world where we care for each other,
student for janitor, sister for brother,
maybe we can stop all this waste and war,
and keep from dying out like the dinosaur.
This species is heading for some heavy weather.
We’re only gonna make it if we stick together.

Freedom Song

Things may be rocky
Things may be fine
Looks like we all have to
do some hard time

But deep in our hearts we are free, we are free
Deep in our hearts we are free

Don’t you despair, baby,
Don’t you give up
Whatever life gives you
drink deep from the cup

For deep in your heart you are free, you are free
Deep in your heart you are free

How can we keep falling
more behind each day
Doesn’t help to argue
Doesn’t help to pray
Can’t believe in heaven
Can’t see a way to thrive
Have to slave at two damn jobs
Just to stay alive

Too much to handle, babe,
too much to rise above.
But I can offer you
all of my love

For deep in our souls we are free, we are free
Deep in our souls we are free

Homeless Blues

A dollar bill is easy to give
It takes a thousand for a place to live
Give me a nickel, pay me a dime
Oh brother don’t you waste my time

Cause it’s a hard way
a hard way to get by
I keep on walking
but sometimes I wonder why

Once had a lover, once had a home
Now I got nothing to call my own
I tell you sister and I tell you true
You must be kind ’cause it could happen to you

And it’s a hard way
a hard way to get by
I keep on walking
but sometimes I wonder why

Peppermint schnapps is my favorite treat
It helps to insulate me from the street
I play the Lottery — I plan to win —
I’ll buy a liter when my ship comes in

When I die and reach the Pearly Gate
I’m gonna find myself a heating grate
That’s the one thing for which I pray
Some place the cops can never chase me away

‘Cause it’s a hard way
a hard way to get by
I keep on trying
but sometimes I wonder why

Legal Action

Polar bears are demanding restitution.
We melted their ice. They are homeless
and hungry. When they invade,
we shoot them. It’s time for us to pay,
they say.

The bees are demanding restitution.
We’ve poisoned them. They can’t pollinate if they die.
For the bees, we would pay
with our lives.

Frogs demand we replace their marshes.
They have filed a class action suit.
If we don’t pay up, they’ll unleash the bugs.
Then our best points
will be moot.

Women have filed an amicus brief
with the animals, to remind the Court
that their cause is ours, in the long run.
We can make this work for everybody
or we’re done.