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5 Responses to “PAGING YANQUI AND DOC”

1. DOC Says:
   February 3rd, 2010 at 6:09 pm

   Looks like you found a live guest for Thursday night.

2. Christopher Coppola Says:
   February 3rd, 2010 at 6:24 pm

   Yes, but you are definitely in the schedule. Give us some Thursday that are good for you.

3. DOC Says:
   February 3rd, 2010 at 6:36 pm

   Feb 18, March 4, April 1 would be good for me. What will we discuss?

4. California Yanqui Says:
   February 3rd, 2010 at 6:41 pm

   Is today the 3rd? I start to loose track of time.
   Same here, Thursday, same time, same channel, same words of wisdom to the 2nd power of all inclusiveness..

   I’m going to pick up my new tool tomorrow. It’s a 87 Yamaha YZ490. Yeah!!! for next to nothing..
   Can’t wait. Planning a desert trail ride for Saturday and Sunday.

5. Doug Says:
   February 3rd, 2010 at 8:20 pm

   Cali & DOC, I cannot wait to hear both of your interviews.

   Barn Update –

   Denny had given me a call tonight. He sounds very good. In fact, he has black-eyed-peas on the sacred dome’s menu. Sounds like he’s going to be covered in snow. Time for him to fire up the steel drum. He is certainly in our thoughts and prayers.

   Cali, all the best with your dirt bike. I can see you riding to the beat of “Wake up” by Rage Against The Machine. Here’s the words:

   Come on!
   Uggh!

   Come on, although ya try to discredit
   Ya still never edit
   The needle, I’ll thread it
   Radically poetic
   Standin’ with the fury that they had in ’66
   And like E-Double I’m mad
   Still knee-deep in the system’s shit
   Hoover, he was a body remover
   I’ll give ya a dose
   But it’ll never come close
   To the rage built up inside of me
   Fist in the air, in the land of hypocrisy

   Movements come and movements go
   Leaders speak, movements cease
   When their heads are flown
   ‘Cause all these punks
   Got bullets in their heads
   Departments of police, the judges, the feds
   Networks at work, keepin’ people calm
   You know they went after King
   When he spoke out on Vietnam
   He turned the power to the have-nots
   And then came the shot

   Yeah!
   Yeah, back in this…
   Wit’ poetry, my mind I flex
   Flip like Wilson, vocals never lackin’ dat finesse
   Whadda I got to, whadda I got to do to wake ya up
   To shake ya up, to break the structure up
   ‘Cause blood still flows in the gutter
   I’m like takin’ photos
   Mad boy kicks open the shutter
   Set the groove
   Then stick and move like I was Cassius
   Rep the stutter step
   Then bomb a left upon the fascists
   Yea, the several federal men
   Who pulled schemes on the dream
   And put it to an end
   Ya better beware
   Of retribution with mind war
   20/20 visions and murals with metaphors
   Networks at work, keepin’ people calm
   Ya know they murdered X
   And tried to blame it on Islam
   He turned the power to the have-nots
   And then came the shot

   Uggh!
   What was the price on his head?
   What was the price on his head!

   I think I heard a shot
   I think I heard a shot
   I think I heard a shot
   I think I heard a shot
   I think I heard a shot
   I think I heard, I think I heard a shot

   ‘He may be a real contender for this position should he
   abandon his supposed obediance to white liberal doctrine
   of non-violence…and embrace black nationalism’
   ‘Through counter-intelligence it should be possible to
   pinpoint potential trouble-makers…And neutralize them,
   neutralize them, neutralize them’

   Wake up! Wake up! Wake up! Wake up!
   Wake up! Wake up! Wake up! Wake up!

   How long? Not long, cause what you reap is what you sow