I've never been a fan of presidents who place blame on their predecessors or who accept credit for events that couldn't have been engineered so soon in their tenure.
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Like their predecessors, the Presidents of today just throw up their hands.
quote by Stephen Ambrose
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Nowadays even presidents, vice-presidents, and heads of big agencies are opening their minds to accept psychic phenomena, because they know it works.
quote by Uri Geller
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Blame It On Me
(Bruce Robison)
You're standing there, that look in your eye
You're looking for good ways to tell my good-bye
Something 'bout people, how they never know
They're loving somebody, then lettin' them go
You're looking for reasons but there ain't no need
You can blame it on me
Blame it on me, I was the one
I had no right to turn it all wrong
I held you too close, I couldn't let go
Can't loose your cool these days I know
I'll go on home and you can feel free
To blame it on me
I am too rough, I work too hard
I got no cool friends, I drive an old car
I'm not the picture of any man's dream
Handful of bluebonnets, boots and old jeans
I was a fool to think it could be
So blame it on me
Blame it on me, I was the one
Acting like real life was some old love song
I held you too close, couldn't let go
Can't loose your cool these days I know
Thinkin' forever, ever could be
So blame it on me
When you start looking for ways out of love
Then I've been making mistakes by the dozen
So if you want to leave
You can blame it on me
I held you too close, couldn't let go
Can't loose your cool these days I know
So I'll go on home and you can feel free
To blame it on me
Blame it on me
Blame it on me
song performed by by Lee Ann Womack
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The Earth Falls Down
If I could blame it all on the weather,
the snow like the cadaver's table,
the trees turned into knitting needles,
the ground as hard as a frozen haddock,
the pond wearing its mustache of frost.
If I could blame conditions on that,
if I could blame the hearts of strangers
striding muffled down the street,
or blame the dogs, every color,
sniffing each other
and pissing on the doorstep…
If I could blame the bosses
and the presidents for
their unpardonable songs…
If I could blame it on all
the mothers and fathers of the world,
they of the lessons, the pellets of power,
they of the love surrounding you like batter…
Blame it on God perhaps?
He of the first opening
that pushed us all into our first mistakes?
No, I'll blame it on Man
For Man is God
and man is eating the earth up
like a candy bar
and not one of them can be left alone with the ocean
for it is known he will gulp it all down.
The stars (possibly) are safe.
At least for the moment.
The stars are pears
that no one can reach,
even for a wedding.
Perhaps for a death.
poem by Anne Sexton
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Blame It On The Tetons
Blame it on the Tetons. Yeah, I need a scapegoat now.
No my dog won't bite you, though it had the right to.
You oughta give her credit cuz she knows I would've let it happen.
Blame it on the weekends. God I need a cola now.
Oh we mumble loudly, wear our shame so proudly.
Wore our blank expressions, trying to look interesting.
Blame it all on me cuz God I need a cold one now.
All them eager actors gladly taking credit
for the lines created by the people tucked away from sight
is just a window from the room we're bound to.
If you find a way out, oh would you just let me know how?
Would you just let me know how?
Blame it on the web but the spider's your problem now.
Language is for liquid that we're all dissolved in.
Great for solving problems, after it creates a problem.
Blame it on the Tetons. God, I need a scapegoat now.
Everyone's a building burning
with no one to put the fire out.
Standing at the window looking out,
waiting for time to burn us down.
Everyone's an ocean drowning
with no one really to show how.
They might get a little better air
if they turned themselves into a cloud.
song performed by by Modest Mouse
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A Whiff of Love
The dimming eyes turn a muddy gray
They can't hold the blue of the sky
Though I know nothing is forever to stay
I am agonized it's going to die!
Death's face is cruel and bare
It doesn't spare even the innocent
Just a month or so it was there
The devout say its time is spent!
I can't accept a tenure so brief
Though they say god wanted so
I feel enraged blinded with grief
A fleeting while and it has to go!
Why at all did god send it then?
If it came and soon started to pack,
Leaving in me the bitterest pain
That my love couldn't hold it back!
poem by Pradip Chattopadhyay
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It was not my fault.
I do not think fate deserves blame
For choices which we freely made.
There are no fixed rules in life's game
We have to learn from each mistake.
Sometimes we win sometimes we lose.
The choice we make may prove correct
The course of action which we choose.
May bring success. though I suspect
That when we lose we choose to blame
A cruel fate because we fail.
But we take credit just the same
when we succeed.We do not wail.
Instead we boast of our prowess.
We do not credit kindly fate.
With guiding us towards success.
Though it might be appropriate.
Instead we are very quick to blame
Fate for the times we don't succeed
She does not treat us all the same.
At least on that we are agreed.
Thursday,23 February 2012
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poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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I've done it 30 years. I don't know what there is to gain by doing it 40. But I think there is something about doing it over that length of time that says something. That's seven U.S. presidents and five presidents of McDonald's.
quote by Don Novello
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Give Me A Reason
Well we change from one extreme to another
Can you help me with my shame
I didnt mean to when I kicked and punched
From nowhere this demon came
Forgive me for this mindless mood
Accept this honest plea
Dont use me for the devils food
And throw away the key
Give me a reason so Ive got
Someone else to blame
Give me the reason so Ive got
Something else to blame
I only meant to wipe away the cries
With the softness of my hand
I didnt mean to break the tie
Im after all a family man
Give me a reason so Ive got
Someone else to blame
Give me the reason so Ive got
Something else to blame
Give me the reason
Give me a reason
I am the master of this house
Dont try to run away
I tried the same things at your age
And I was also made to pay
Forgive me for this mindless mood
Accept this honest plea
Dont use me for the devils food
And throw away the key
Mister patience and misses alike
Upon and throughout the land
A lot of attention
With a heap of affection
Wouldnt go astray
Give me a reason so Ive got
Someone else to blame
Give me the reason so Ive got
Something else to blame
This is the reason, one of the reasons
I am the reason so Ive got only myself to blame
I am the reason so Ive got no-one else to blame
song performed by by Madness
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To the extent that tenure supports academic freedom, I support tenure. I want no person or system to have any power, real or apparent, to chill academic freedom.
quote by James E. Rogers
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Sonnet: Why Blame?
Why blame the eagle for its swoop on mice?
Why blame the tiger for hunting its prey?
Why blame the drug-peddler for playing dice?
Why blame the donkey when it can but bray?
Why blame the wind that makes the branches sway?
Why blame the snake for its poison-fangs?
Why blame the sun for a hot summer’s day?
Why blame the police for the thieving gangs?
Why blame the night for being dark and cold?
Why blame the devils when they will tempt man?
Why blame our fate when we are getting old?
Why blame the Maker for how Man began?
Why blame the circumstances for our sins?
Why blame the tongue, whenever our words mince?
7-30-2002
poem by John Celes
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I’ve Tried
There is nothing left to do or say
I’ve done my best in every way.
I've tried to live as a decent man
and be as honourable, as I can.
I’ve tried to be honest in all I do,
be loyal and unreservedly true.
I've worked relentlessly all my life
and put up with an unfaithful wife.
I had plenty of ambition as a younger man,
but doors never opened the way they can.
Somehow the sun didn't shine down on me,
wrong time and place, wasn't meant to be.
According to her, I never earned enough,
which made her social life very tough.
Clothes, shoes, hair, and beauty creams
were most important, and not extreme.
With me rarely having anything new to wear,
I managed with second hand or charity fair.
A night out for me; there was no chance of that;
she had the nights out whilst I baby sat.
My children's education lacked full support
because of their mother's selfish thoughts.
She managed to amass huge credit card debts
and this couldn’t be under the carpet swept.
The bailiffs came in and emptied the home,
power was cut off, with the water and phone.
My father-in-law said our debts he would pay
if she destroyed the credit cards right away.
She promised and lied, and life got worse,
and still there was nothing in her purse.
Credit cards again became her magic wand,
debts grew higher, and way beyond.
I worked all the hours that heaven sent,
but the more I earned the more she spent.
I was trapped in a circle of torment and pain,
and felt my inadequacies were to blame.
A sure way out would be the insurance money
if I actually went missing at sea...
Tomorrow I'll go to work in the usual way
and catch the boat from Dover to Calais
poem by Orlando Belo
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Sonnet: Such Blaming is Futile
Why blame poor Death when it does its duty?
Why blame the land for becoming desert?
Why blame Nature for unleashing fury?
Why blame dame Luck for being so inert?
Why blame the Sun for scorching summer’s heat?
Why blame the winter for its freezing cold?
Why blame the Wind for turning land less neat?
Why blame women for asking diamonds, gold?
Why blame the Sky for not bringing the Rain?
Why blame the Air for becoming so foul?
Why blame the nerves for sensation of pain?
Why blame the devils for your sinful soul?
Why blame the Stars for good or bad life brings?
Why blame your God for bad turn of some things?
poem by John Celes
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No Spice In My Rice
I still uneasily and unceasingly wonder
Why most females, beautiful and un-beautiful commit blunder
Whenever in the kitchen they cook
Not even after they might have visited the recipe book.
The lady I call my girl is just so lazy
Friends and well-wishers believe she's just a bit crazy
Since with all the available spice
She couldn't make decent rice.
Every of her meal is a coup
It's a pity; she couldn't make the cheapest soup
And to cover up her unpalatable blunder
She always place the blame on another.
So, always with a gentle and humble heart
I plead with her to step up her cooking art
That a dark, probably white beautiful cooking ace
Might not out of carelessness take her rightful place.
poem by Olajide Ajibola
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Identity theft
Slipping into your shoes
I rummaged through your litter
I found your name and postal code
and had a little titter.
Your credit card had almost dried.
Oh! No need to apologise,
the bank was eager to oblige,
and raised your credit to the skies.
Shredders are so popular,
they're going cheap at Curry's.
Go and buy one soon I say
you'll make it if you hurry.
I bought a TV there today
a laptop just for fun!
Pity, such a pity that
you couldn't come.
poem by Ruth Walters
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Credit In The Straight World
And I will awake
Your highness- Im so high I cannot walk
And I will awake
You cripple, you take away my time, my peace, my empathy
No babies sleep on atrophy
Your unborn love and fetals dree
My bitter [ ] legless caress
Go for credit in the straight world
Look a dealer in the eye
Go for credit in the real world, wont you try?
I got some credit in the straight world
I lost a leg, I lost an eye
Go for credit in the real world you will die
Its the credit in the straight world
Leave your money when you die
Lots of credit in the straight world gets you high
I got some credit in the straight world
I lost a leg, I lost an eye
Go for credit in the real world, you will die
song performed by by Hole
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The End Of The World
Go if you want to
I never tried to stop you
Know there's a reason
For all of this you're feeling
Low, it's not my call
You couldn't ever love me more
You couldn't love me more
You couldn't love...
Me - I don't show much
It's not that hard to hide you
See in a moment
I can't remember how to
Be all you wanted
I couldn't ever love you more
I couldn't love you more
I couldn't love...
You want me to cry and play my part
I want you to sigh and fall apart
We want this like everyone else
Stay if you want to
I always wait to hear you say
There's a last kiss
For all the times you run this way
It's not my fault
You couldn't ever love me more
You couldn't love me more
You couldn't love...
Love me more
Couldn't ever love me more
I couldn't love you more
I couldn't love
You want me to lie not break your heart
I want you to fly not stop and start
We want us like everything else
Maybe we didn't understand
Not just a boy and a girl
It's just the end of the
End of the world
Me - I don't say much
It's far too hard to make you
See in a moment
I still forget just how to
Be all you wanted
I couldn't ever love you more
I couldn't love you more
I couldn't love you more
I couldn't love you more
I couldn't love you more
song performed by by Cure
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Key Holes!
Top secrets! !
The secret books of Presidents;
Classifying documents,
Key holes!
Bolt, jolt, colt, holt, volt;
From, form!
daylight and midnight;
Kind, kindled!
Along the way,
With their words,
Advice, advise!
Lineage,
Passage,
Voice, choice!
The secret books of Presidents,
Seeking,
Shyward,
Hoaxes,
Alleged,
Decades,
Bridge;
Classifying documents,
Sonorous!
Somnolent,
Look, took!
The secret books of Presidents;
But, the key holes are there as evidence.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Accept Yourself
Every day you must say
So, how do i feel about my life ?
Anything is hard to find
When you will not open your eyes
When will you accept yourself ?
I am sick and i am dull
And i am plain
How dearly i'd love to get carried away
Oh, but dreams have a knack of just not coming true
And time is against me now...oh
Oh, who and what to blame ?
Oh, anything is hard to find
When you will not open your eyes
When will you accept yourself, for heaven's sake ?
Anything is hard to find
When you will not open your eyes
Every day you must say
Oh, how do i feel about the past ?
Others conquered love - but i ran
I sat in my room and i drew up a plan
Oh, but plans can fall through (as so often they do)
And time is against me now...
And there's no-one left to blame
Oh, tell me when will you ...
When will you accept your life ?
(the one that you hate)
For anything is hard to find
When you will not open your eyes
Every day you must say
Oh, how do i feel about my shoes ?
They make me awkward and plain
How dearly i would love to kick with the fray ...
But i once had a dream (and it never came true)
And time is against me now...
Time is against me now...
And there's no one but yourself to blame
Oh, anything is hard to find
When you will not open your eyes
Anything is hard to find; for heaven's sake !
Anything is hard to find
When you will not open your eyes
When will you accept yourself ?
When ?
When ?
When ?
When ?
song performed by by Smiths
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God Must Be Wrong
Don’t beat the traffic light
Stop! When it’s red
Zoooom…goes the Mercedes
And BMW 5 Series
And Toyota Altis
And Honda
And Proton Saga
Fast car
Or not fast car
Why should you beat the traffic light?
Show off or you're too rich
You can afford to pay the summons
Are you running from something?
Touts or loan sharks
So, the police want you
And that’s made you beat the red light
To escape
“Excuse me, I want to win this race”
So you’re an illegal racer
All right, you were drunk
Or insane
And you don’t give a damn
If someone might have injured
Or died
Because you beat the red light
In life, there’s nothing new
Murder, thefts, robbery
Rape, molest, and forgery
Kidnap, fraudulent and bribery
Man got to do what he got to do
To live
Don’t tell me there’s something wrong
With our brains, the human's mind
Blame it to the creator
You know it was red
So stop
Why don’t you stop?
Those criminals
Were they wrong too
Man got to do what man got to do
To live
What exactly went wrong
Cohort of good and bad
The good one
How good is good?
They got nice home
Fast car
Loving families
Extremely educated
Highly respected
And commanded
Their jobs
But, they still beat the red lights
Gathered the whole scientists
Biologist, chemist, neurologist
Psychiatrist, psychologist, and anthropologist
Study them
Study the brains
Was there anything wrong?
Could they fix it?
Genetically engineered
Or fated
Please, don’t blame the creator
Everyone couldn’t be a President
Everyone couldn’t be a Janitor
Fair enough
No matter how clever we are
Tell this to them
You cannot create blood for lives
If you do
There’ll be no God
Remember
The Super Nova
Black holes
Milky Way
And the Galaxy
They’ve been around for billions of years
We’re merely on a short-term basis
Soon we will leave
And decease
poem by Sulaiman Mohd Yusof
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