Mon. May 27th, 2024

It’s him!
  I loathe Disco. IMO it’s about as bad, and fake, as the shit golem out of Dogma. And actual dogma reminds me of Trump and his murderous cult.
  There are a lot of similarities between the former presidential shit Golem and disco. Both are phony and fake… if exposed for what they really are they would smell. Without dedicated followers, believers, cult-like drones, who would rather escape reality than face facts, bit would explode: either physically like in Dogma, or metaphorically. Though I would bring the popcorn for the blow up Trump event.
  Back to Disco..
  Coming out of Folk, Disco is an abomination. Much has been mocked about folk being “unreal.” Interesting distraction from the fact that rock is far more fake. REALLY, painted white and black evil clown-like faces were “real?” Smashing guitars doesn’t insult the art, but singing old songs and dreaming about rambling was?
  We have all dreamed of escaping where we are to something better. We all know the grass may be greener, but not necessarily better. Our 44 year life in Tennessee proved that, now we have returned to the Adirondacks.
  Disco was really based around a phony premise: dress up and we’re more respectable, better than the bad old Nixon/Vietnam days. But really most were dressing up just to get horizonal with the opposite sex, some to get someone pregnant and run away. Oh, and catch that yet to enter our conscience abomination: AIDs. Then blame it all on the gays. (That would be a joke if not for all the deaths as we ignored it. Sound familiar, murderous Reich wing?) Also based on the aversion to discuss Nixon or Vietnam. We have that to thank for the ever higher rise in corruption and the number of political traitors.
 Never holding the guilty to account only creates more corruption, more crime. You’d think by now we would have learned that lesson. Apparently not.
  Any of this ound familiar. They never learn. We never learn. Keep repeating the same mistakes. Now with far more shit demons aiding King Wannabe Shit Demon!
  By the 70’s we were like the family that refuses to discuss that a mother or father is dying, or another relative is difficult, or that one brother is sabotaging, hating, another. “We don’t talk about that” equals sweeping stupidity and bad behavior under the rug, pretending it doesn’t exist. But like a Dogma golem this poop demon always crawls out from under any covers.
  Disco has returned, only it’s political now.
  “The best people” really meant the worst, the most evil, those most interested in a Trumpistan oligarchy.
  Donald Trump is really good at dressing himself in phony clothes, then quickly stripping and raping his partners. Something that happened way too often in the disco era.
  Meanwhile Trump and his cult are too busy trying to dazzle the gullible, those part of his cult, with his political Saturday Night Fever dance. Ready to get horizontal and rape the nation again.


Inspection is a column that has been written by Ken Carman for almost 50 years, first published in fall of 1972. Inspection is dedicated to looking at odd angles, under all the rocks, and into the unseen cracks and crevasses, that constitute the issues and philosophical constructs of our day: places few think, or even dare, to venture.
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By Ken Carman

Retired entertainer, provider of educational services, columnist, homebrewer, collie lover, writer of songs, poetry and prose... humorist, mediocre motorcyclist, very bad carpenter, horrid handyman and quirky eccentric deluxe.

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