IMAGINE
Imagine there's no heaven
It's easy if you try
No hell below us
Above us, only sky
Imagine all the people
Livin' for today
Ah
Imagine there's no countries
It isn't hard to do
Nothing to kill or die for
And no religion, too
Imagine all the people
Livin' life in peace
You
You may say I'm a dreamer
But I'm not the only one
I hope someday you'll join us
And the world will be as one
Imagine no possessions
I wonder if you can
No need for greed or hunger
A brotherhood of man
Imagine all the people
Sharing all the world
You
You may say I'm a dreamer
But I'm not the only one
I hope someday you'll join us
And the world will live as one
Source: LyricFind
Songwriters: John Winston Lennon
Imagine lyrics © Downtown Music Publishing
C.: Well, it’s lights-out time in the Canadian Kennel. However, I am a cat, and it is nighttime. Cats are nocturnal. So, since I cannot turn my phone on, I will just sit here and contemplate the great mysteries of life.
I understand where hamburgers get their names. The meat comes from the “hambone” of the steer, on its rear end (but wouldn’t a better name be “butt burger”?); but where do hot dogs get their names? Are they made out of overheated dogs (or worse)?
Also, if, according to d.c., black and white are not actual colors, but are hues instead, why do I have those crayons (a.k.a. “colors”) in my Crayola box? And what IS the difference between food being pureed and pulverized? AND, IF the Houston Astros are still cheating, why do they hit better on the road than at home?
And why (oh WHY) do people believe politicians stating opinions over people who have done accurate research recently and are educated in a particular field? Are they imagining that politicians are more well-versed in a particular subject than people with advanced degrees in their fields of study?
Anyway, I suppose I should eat my evening meal of canned sardines now. I had canned anchovies for my morning meal. Whatever this “lockdown” is, it is great! I get THE BEST food, and I don’t even need to leave my cell for anything! All my needs are taken care of IN my cell.
Okay, that was yummy, but I have run out of things to think about. Maybe this old fishwrap that The Kennel workers lined my cage with has something interesting in it. I can see without light since cats have excellent night vision. I will now get caught up on the old news.
Hmm, it seems that the “former president” was banned from almost all social media. I know which president the paper is referring to, because the rest of the presidents are all referred to as “President So and So.” Only this one is referred to as the “former president.”
Also, it seems that the writer of my favorite political cartoon, “Dune Buggy,” is in favor of repealing the second amendment to the U.S. Constitution. He must think that tyranny no longer exists, so it is not necessary. He gets to state his opinion in a nationally syndicated cartoon every day, but the “former president” cannot state his on ANY social media. But tyranny is non-existent in THIS century. Imagine that!
I wonder if the cartoonist is in favor of repealing the first amendment as well. That would be the first thing I would do if I was going to set myself up as the leader of a tyrannical government; repeal the first and second amendments to the U.S. Constitution. BUT, tyranny does not exist anymore. Imagine that!
The war in The Ukraine is still raging. The families of the soldiers from that country, and others supporting them to help maintain their freedom from a tyrannical government, would be interested to know that tyranny does not exist in the twenty-first century. Those in Afghanistan who have fought for freedom (and lost it) would be interested to know that tyranny has been defeated. They would imagine a better life if THAT were true!
If the second amendment was written only for those people in the eighteenth century, as “Dune Buggy’s” writer implies, to have the right to form a militia; why have a military at all? d.c.’s son who is serving his country in the military would be interested to know that he no longer needs to worry about fighting tyranny anywhere in the world, as the U.N. expects the U.S. military to do. Tyranny no longer exists! Imagine that!
Well, I’m bored. I think I will go on social media on my phone. The guard just passed, so I should be safe. He will not see the light from my phone in my cell window…
Guard: Achtung! What light through yonder window breaks?! “‘Tis a cell phone, and the treasonous cat the offender! GIVE ME THAT PHONE, CAT, OR YOUR NAME IS MUD!
C.: But tyranny does not exist in this century! ( Or, am I IMAGINING that?!)
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