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Oktoberfest, part duh

I forgot to post the pictures yesterday

This is the pumpkin painting areas for tots, directly in front of the stage.  I’d like to say it was far enough away to be safe on their tender ears, but it wasn’t.  Luckily it didn’t turn into a mosh pit.

To get a fuller appreciation, here’s the video of happy families trying to ignore the menace onstage.

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overheard at the Germantown Oktoberfest…

“and I can end the planet in a holocaust
In a holocaust
In a holocaust
In a holocaust
In a holocaust
In a holocaust”

now I realize they were covering a recently popular song (Handlebars by the Flobots), but even if it’s the song they cover the best, they ought to have some sense of context.

perhaps the misguided youth onstage have no idea what World War II was, or the fact that Germans were involved, or the irony of screaming out these lyrics at a festival celebrating German heritage.  they probably think the Bush regime is a ‘holocaust’ and don’t realize that the word has very powerful meaning to other people.  or maybe they get it, and they’re just sticking it to the man.  the rest of their set was all RageAgainstTheMachine-y, so I assume they all just think they’re as smart as Zack de la Rocha.  (that was a joke.  though I have been known to Rage…)

walking out of the park, we passed a middle-aged woman with a shirt that simply read “Blame Republicans”.  I was surprised to hear my wife mutter, “why?  the Democrats are in charge in Congress, seems like they ought to get the blame…”  wow, like words from my own mouth.

and made me think up a t-shirt that I might get printed:

YOUR T-SHIRT
ONLY SERVES TO BROADCAST
YOUR IGNORANCE

of course, I’m not sure what that message sends about the wearer; and I would be stymied if I ran into that guy with the “I’m rubber, your glue…” t-shirt.  man, I hate that guy.

Handlebars video (lyrics below):

I can ride my bike with no handlebars
No handlebars
No handlebars

I can ride my bike with no handlebars
No handlebars
No handlebars

Look at me, look at me
hands in the air like it’s good to be
ALIVE
and I’m a famous rapper
even when the paths’re all crookedy
I can show you how to do-si-do
I can show you how to scratch a record
I can take apart the remote control
And I can almost put it back together
I can tie a knot in a cherry stem
I can tell you about Leif Ericson
I know all the words to “De Colores”
And “I’m Proud to be an American”
Me and my friend saw a platypus
Me and my friend made a comic book
And guess how long it took
I can do anything that I want cuz, look:

I can keep rhythm with no metronome
No metronome
No metronome

I can see your face on the telephone
On the telephone
On the telephone

Look at me
Look at me
Just called to say that it’s good to be
ALIVE
In such a small world
All curled up with a book to read
I can make money open up a thrift store
I can make a living off a magazine
I can design an engine sixty four
Miles to a gallon of gasoline
I can make new antibiotics
I can make computers survive aquatic conditions
I know how to run a business
And I can make you wanna buy a product
Movers shakers and producers
Me and my friends understand the future
I see the strings that control the systems
I can do anything with no assistance
I can lead a nation with a microphone
With a microphone
With a microphone
I can split the atoms of a molecule
Of a molecule
Of a molecule

Look at me
Look at me
Driving and I won’t stop
And it feels so good to be
Alive and on top
My reach is global
My tower secure
My cause is noble
My power is pure
I can hand out a million vaccinations
Or let’em all die in exasperation
Have’em all healed of their lacerations
Have’em all killed by assassination
I can make anybody go to prison
Just because I don’t like’em and
I can do anything with no permission
I have it all under my command
I can guide a missile by satellite
By satellite
By satellite
and I can hit a target through a telescope
Through a telescope
Through a telescope
and I can end the planet in a holocaust
In a holocaust
In a holocaust
In a holocaust
In a holocaust
In a holocaust

I can ride my bike with no handlebars
No handle bars
No handlebars

I can ride my bike with no handlebars
No handlebars
No handlebars

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