Saturday, April 11, 2020



"Pax Americana"

I really wish I could visit the old days just for an afternoon. Those swell innocent times when our biggest problems were Nuclear Annihilation, and having Negros like me moving next door. 
Ten cent comics black'n white TV.
Milk delivered in bottles fins on cars, and just about everything else. Terrifying juvenile delinquents roaming the parks listening to that dangerous Rocky Rolly Negro music!
Beatniks! UFO's! Communists! Integration! Bullwinkle!
Horror upon Horror!
Aw, but good King John was on the Throne.
We were going to the stars, and Godzilla was just entering our nightmares.
We'd kicked the hell out of Polio. Everybody had a transistor radio. Everybody had a decent job, and the schools actually taught stuff.
Top Forty D.J.'s kept us company as we did our homework, and everybody we loved was still alive.
Even our Dog.
Yeah for just a quiet afternoon I'd walk the strange wonderful streets, and parks of the Pax Americana.
Gas was cheap every car had a giant V-8 under it's hood we owned the world. We had a zillion H-Bombs, and fleets of brand new shiny B-52's to deliver them to anybody crazy enough to give us shit!
Oh comrades we shall never see such times again.
Mores the pity.

2 comments:

  1. I too dream of returning to that halcyon era. There were some drawbacks, though. Bashing fags was not only a popular sport, but was tacitly encouraged by society. Also, everyone smoked like a chimney. Personally I can't stand cigarette smoke. Like every country, every epoch has its beauty spots and its warts.

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  2. Indeed smoking is a deal breaker to going back.
    Segregation might be a problem as well.

    I recall the windows of our old studio's were brown at the tops from nicotine smoke. It was a common, and very accepted addiction.

    Also I might get myself killed for breathing while Negro.

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