Hail! Hail! The Gang's All Here!                       When All Night Long a Chap Remain.


President.................................Vice President
Conservative.....................................Liberal
Republican..................................Democrat
GOP*..............................................DFL*
(*See Dream Ticket In Index Below For Explanation)
         

"Americans versus Americans - We All Pay"

bro·ker (brkr)
n.
1. One that acts as an agent for others, as in negotiating contracts, purchases, or sales in return for a fee or commission.
2. A stockbroker.
3. A power broker.
tr.v. bro·kered, bro·ker·ing, bro·kers
To arrange or manage as a broker: broker an agreement among opposing factions.

When my wife and I were married, we moved to Washington, D.C. where we learned more about politics than we ever wanted to know.   As an example, my first NASA manager, Bill Tyler, listened to me while I told him about getting my first fall thermostat for my wife's 1965 F85 Oldsmobile which had an aluminum engine.   It required a different thermostat every spring and fall.   After it was installed and I paid the bill, I drove it on the Washington Beltway where it coughed and sputtered until I got it back to the installer.   Whereupon, I was told that the car needed to be retimed for another bill and payment almost equal to the thermostat installation.   Bill made one comment, "You were brokered."

I hope the American public realizes that the $900,000,000,000 "Bailout" is just another example of being "Brokered" by "Brokers" that surround us all.   I have received several versions and explanations of how we have all been "Brokered" into our "Bailout" from friends.   However, I am choosing just one version to illustrate how each and everyone of us needs to be alert everyday to the underhanded methods of middlemen and/or "Brokers."

In other words, "Some people, attorneys, and government agencies have built piles of convoluted hornswoggle whose only purpose is to bamboozle people, veterans, other lawyers, clients, and government agencies." © 2003 Linsley

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Two Lovers

"Hail! Hail! The Gang's All Here" (1917)
(What the -Duece- Do We Care)
Words by D. A. Esrom.
Music by Theodore Morse and Arthur Sullivan.

1.
A gang of good fellows are we, (are we,)
are we, (are we,) are we, (are we,)
With never a worry you see, (you see,)
you see, (you see,) you see, (you see,)
We laugh and joke, we sing and smoke,
And live life merrily;
No matter the weather
when we get together
we have a jubilee.

CHORUS 2 times
Hail! Hail! the gang's all here,
What the _duece_ do we care,
What the _duece_ do we care,
Hail! Hail! we're full of cheer,
What the _duece_ do we care Bill!

2.
We love one another we do, (we do,)
we do, (we do,) we do, (we do,)
With brotherly love and it's true, (it's true,)
it's true, (it's true,) it's true, (it's true,)
It's one for all, the big and small,
It's always me for you;
No matter the weather
when we get together
we drink a toast for two.

(CHORUS two times)

3.
When out for a good time we go, (we go,)
we go, (we go,) we go, (we go,)
There nothing we do that is slow, (is slow,)
is slow, (is slow,) is slow, (is slow,)
Of joy we get our share you bet,
The gang will tell you so;
No matter the weather
when we get together
we sing this song you know:

(CHORUS two times)

When All Night Long a Chap Remains (1882)
Words and Music by Gilbert and Sullivan

When all night long a chap remains
On sentry-go, to chase monotony
He exercises of his brains,
That is, assuming that he's got any.
Though never nurtured in the lap
Of luxury, yet I admonish you,
I am an intellectual chap,
And think of things that would astonish you.
I often think it's comical – Fal, lal, la!
How Nature always does contrive – Fal, lal, la!
That every boy and every gal
That’s born into the world alive
Is either a little Liberal
Or else a little Conservative!
Fal, lal, la!

When in that House M.P.'S divide,
If they’ve a brain and cerebellum, too,
They’ve got to leave that brain outside,
And vote just as their leaders tell 'em to.
But then the prospect of a lot
Of dull M. P.’s in close proximity,
All thinking for themselves, is what
No man can face with equanimity.
Then let’s rejoice with loud Fal la – Fal la la!
That Nature always does contrive – Fal lal la!
That every boy and every gal
That’s born into the world alive
Is either a little Liberal
Or else a little Conservative!
Fal lal la!