May 23 2008
Don’t read too much into this
Elko, NV - So, an Obama-loving band in the scenic conservative paradise of Portland, OR happens to start every concert with the Soviet National Anthem:
Barack Obama’s massive pre-primary rally in Portland, OR, was aided in no small part by the appearance of an uber-hip band. Their gimmick? They start each performance with the Soviet national anthem.
It appears that many of the 75,000 “Obama worshipers” in Portland last weekend really turned up to see a free concert by an uber-hip Portland band, the Decemberists. Of course, the MSM didn’t report this fact because it might dampen the story of the new and wonderful miracle of the Obamessiah.
I have news for all of you - a good friend and I start every Nevada football game by playing the Soviet National Anthem. We do it wearing Civil War-style garb (Union, of course) while the opposing team takes the field. As soon as I get off my ass and actually bring the ol’ horn down to his place for a rehearsal, we might even get the North Korean national anthem added to the mix.
Why do we do this? Is it because we don’t realize how utterly terrible the Soviets were to life and limb? Is it because we have a longing for Stalinist dogma? Is it because, deep down, inside every American, is a life-long died-in-the-gray socialist dying to come out?
No. It’s because we’re usually drunk by that point and we think it’s funny to associate our opponents with the most consistently repressive regimes in human history. See, we realize something - we won. Yeah, they were bad, but they’re dead. We’re not. If they weren’t dead and if they, in fact, actually won, we’d be in the gulag by now for daring to associate opposition with their Great Leader/Big Brother/whatever. Instead, we get to dress up in silly outfits and do stupid things like playing the Soviet National Anthem (a surprisingly catchy tune, by the way) to our “enemies” without fear of retribution or a sudden terminal case of Siberia.
Now, would we play the Al Qaeda anthem, if there was one? No - we hate partial tones and the dying yak -like cacophony those people call “music”, and, besides, we haven’t won yet. When we do… well, if I can get a French Horn to play a C-flat without playing a B (you’d think it’s impossible, but I hear people over there do it all the time), we’ll talk. Until then… we’ll be rehearsing.
