Morning Audibles

You know that feeling that you get sometimes, when a particular event occurs (like 9/11, or the Kennedy assassination)... Or even when the Cubs win the World Series (no wait, strike that, the Cubs never do that)... Or when Obama wins the election (well  - the charm worked on Peggy Jospeh -  but not me)...

Anyway, you KNOW that feeling when it happens... Like, you know you'll ALWAYS remember where you were and what you were doing in that EXACT MOMENT...

To cut to the chase (after that long intro)... I got NOTHING along the lines of those feelings by watching the election returns last night... It wasn't like "Oh my God - Somebody is MAKING HISTORY here"... Instead, it was just a bunch of red squares being filled in in graphical seats where blue ones used to exist...

One thing that IS interesting to me, though... Is that I like to see how people handle DEFEAT... So - ON PURPOSE - I watched the election returns on MSNBC... I just had to see Chris Matthews, Keith Olberman, and Rachel Maddow, sitting together at a desk, & watch their reactions as their new world order representatives were going down in flames... And they trying to calculate, IN REAL TIME, what it might mean for their RATINGS (because that's what's most important after all)... After that, what HORRIBLE things they could begin to SEED AMERICAN minds with now that "hope & changers" (who distanced themselves from Obama policies as much as they could in the run-up) have been replaced with boogeymen...

The bottom line... If you saw what I saw (on that channel anyway)... It seemed to be an almost complete denial of what was occurring... Whenever a "tea partier" went down, they bandwagoned to no end in attempt to deny the thought process (all whisked away by comments like... "Well - the Republican outspent the Democrat 4-1", or, "see America - everyone thinks tea partiers are KOOKS)... Instead, the attempt was clearly to paint the picture that most Americans would rather opt for "the middle" and not those EXTREMISTS...

I've got news for you Rachel, Chris, & Keith... You stand so far off the charts LEFT, that MIDDLE to you is somewhere in the normal realms of left (that's the litmus that you've placed yourselves in)...

I frankly think that Americans can handle a little bit of BOTH (a little left & a little right)... But the last 4 years of Congress saw the country pulled SO FAR LEFT (aided and abetted by the election of Barack Hussein Obama) two years ago, people were basically saying... "Whoops - we went too far"...

Now we get to see what kind of so-called LEADER we really elected in 2008... If people are expecting any IMMEDIATE outcomes, my advice is to not hold your breath... Frankly, I still think there is some UNDOING to be "done" still before any mending might commence (if it ever does)... A lot of it will be up to Obama himself (who, perhaps, finds himself at the White House requisition window asking to trade in his RUBBER STAMP for a VETO PEN)... His "economic dream team" is gone, his chief of staff is gone, there may be (anecdotally), some in-fighting by party members, as to his own job come 2012...

Do Americans care? Apparently so... But I think everyone will find out that they're actually a lot STURDIER than we were all led to believe by these clowns... We don't need messiahs & governance to roll us out of bed... And even if we're a little cranky... We still try to say "Good Morning"!

Ridin' on the City of New Orleans

Illinois Central Monday morning rail

Fifteen cars and fifteen restless riders

Three conductors and twenty-five sacks of mail

All along the southbound odyssey the train pulls out of Kankakee

And rolls along past houses farms and fields

Passing trains that have no name and freightyards full of old black men.

And graveyards full of rusted automobiles

Good morning America how are you? say don't you know me I'm your native son

I'm the train they call the City of New Orleans

And I'll be gone five hundred miles when the day is done

Dealin' cards with the old men in the club car

Penny a point ain't no one keepin' score

Pass the paper bag that holds the bottle

Feel the wheels grumblin' 'neath the floor

And the sons of Pullman porters, and the sons of engineers

Ride their father's magic carpet made of steel

Mothers with their babes asleep, rockin' to the gentle beat

And the rhythm of the rails is all they feel

Good morning America, how are you?

Say don't you know me, I'm your native son

I'm the train they call the City of New Orleans

I'll be gone five-hundred miles when the day is done

Night time on the City of New Orleans

Changin' cars in Memphis, Tennessee

Halfway home, we'll be there by mornin'

Thru the Mississippi darkness rollin' down to the sea

But all the towns and people seem to fade into a bad dream

And the steel rails still ain't heard the news

The conductor sings his songs again

The passengers will please refrain

This train has got the disappearin' railroad blues.

Goodnight America, how are you?

Say don't you know me, I'm your native son

I'm the train they call the City of New Orleans

I'll be gone five-hundred miles when the day is done

SPY 5 minute chart (with AH prints)

as of yesterdays close, it was still TRYING to push higher, but we'll see