A Thought For The Day From Woody Guthrie

Just got back from a week in Nova Scotia, a couple of days in Halifax and the rest deep in the woods. I like Canada, it's like the white parts of the U.S. if Jimmy Carter was still president. Didn't find too many records (a Soul Stirrers album I didn't have, a Sister Rosetta Tharpe LP, and a copy of Jackie Wilson's Baby Workout LP to replace the one I traded away a couple of months ago), but our rent a car soon grew a huge library of cheap used books. I returned to find NYC (and much of the world for that matter) teetering on the edge of economic collapse. I predicted this all two years ago, ask my wife. How is it a brain dead deadbeat like me knew this and the people who run everything didn't? Not a good sign, not at all. We can safely say the worst people are running everything. It's hard not to feel a touch of schadenfreude seeing these Wall Street morons walking around with their tails between their legs. Which brings us to my favorite Woody Guthrie song. Let's face it, New York worked better when the Mafia ran things. As one old timer told me-- "Frank Costello was the best mayor this town ever had". I concur. I'll try and post more tomorrow or Thursday of this week. And on a more interesting subject.