ode to the dixie chicks

i am not a particularly forgiving type person. and i know that forgiveness is for me- more than the person i am supposed to forgive- but i am not feeling particularly conciliatory these days. i have no plans to let swaths of stupid people who voted for bushco- off the hook. i have no plans to let swaths of stupid democrats who are looking to vote for status quo- off the hook. these are the people who have much to atone for because they are directly responsible for the mess we are currently in.

so- if you have a sensitive nature or are still able to be offended after almost 8 years of bushco- and thousands of hours of bloggers turning over the scorched earth- this is not the blog for you. fair warning- i am not interested in playing nice- or in reaching across the aisle. this isn't the time for kumbaya. we are fighting for our lives and the life of our planet. we do not have the luxury of stupidity at this time.



Forgive, sounds good.
Forget, I'm not sure I could.
They say time heals everything,
But I'm still waiting

I'm through, with doubt,
There's nothing left for me to figure out,
I've paid a price, and i'll keep paying

I'm not ready to make nice,
I'm not ready to back down,
I'm still mad as hell
And I don't have time
To go round and round and round
It's too late to make it right
I probably wouldn't if I could
Cause I'm mad as hell
Can't bring myself to do what it is
You think I should

I know you said
Why can't you just get over it,
It turned my whole world around
and i kind of like it

I made by bed, and I sleep like a baby,
With no regrets and I don't mind saying,
It's a sad sad story
That a mother will teach her daughter
that she ought to hate a perfect stranger.
And how in the world
Can the words that I said
Send somebody so over the edge
That they'd write me a letter
Saying that I better shut up and sing
Or my life will be over

I'm not ready to make nice,
I'm not ready to back down,
I'm still mad as hell
And I don't have time
To go round and round and round
It's too late to make it right
I probably wouldn't if I could
Cause I'm mad as hell
Can't bring myself to do what it is
You think I should

I'm not ready to make nice,
I'm not ready to back down,
I'm still mad as hell
And I don't have time
To go round and round and round
It's too late to make it right
I probably wouldn't if I could
Cause I'm mad as hell
Can't bring myself to do what it is
You think I should

Forgive, sounds good.
Forget, I'm not sure I could.
They say time heals everything,
But I'm still waiting