Dress Obama in a Scottish kilt,
give Hillary a Oaxacan huipil,
tell McCain to sport a dashiki,
put Giuliani in a long black burka,
and make them soak together in a melting pot,
or drop them at a border checkpoint without papers,
or have them work a convenience store graveyard shift in the meanest hood in D.C.,
or embed them with students fighting it out with the TAKS test,
or put them in a hospital without medical insurance,
or lodge them in West Bank, post-Katrina New Orleans,
or simply let them get LOST in the REAL WORLD u.s.a.
for the most bad-ass intruiging reality tv show.
copyright 2007 tammy melody gomez
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I'm glad he's at least not alone. Do you people know just how many kids he's had and walked out on?
gifted writer, sure, schmuck... that too.
I have wondered about Kell's children.
And about the children of so many "beloved"
and revered artists like Kerouac, Presley, etc.
I once was in radio broadcast studio with
the daughter of Bob Wills, Rosetta, who
had written a book about her father. It
was pretty obvious that Bob Wills had
neglected his daughter, becoming a
virtual stranger who appeared now &
then--in a long fancy car--to stop in
to see Rosetta and her mother.
Men do the wandering; women are often
left holding the bag, alone to survive.
Of course, the way that Kell has chosen
to live his life is something that makes
him appear "cool" as a "raunchy rebel."
But some of us know, and care to consider,
that there is always something else lying
deeper beneath the surface.
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