Suck it, Lee Greenwood

I have to say, I feel a certain groundswell of hope going on. I haven't felt this proud of being an American since right after 9/11, or so connected with my fellow citizens. I've been feeling tense, nervous about the election. I try very hard to remain open-minded, not to get into an "us vs. them" mentality. I'm not anti-Republican, I'm not a Democrat. But I have paid close attention to what's been going on in the world, and that's led me to the conclusion that this administration has got to go. Today, I'm feeling like the tide may have turned. And, crazily enough, the things that did it were two: This photo of a voter in Ohio. And these lyrics, excerpted from Eminem's new single/video "Mosh": (and I don't even like Eminem, but dang) Imagine it pouring, it's raining down on us, Mosh pits outside the oval office Someone's trying to tell us something, maybe this is God just saying we're responsible for this monster, this coward, that we have empowered This is Bin Laden, look at his head nodding, How could we allow something like this, Without pumping our fist Now this is our, final hour Let me be the voice, and your strength, and your choice Let me simplify the rhyme, just to amplify the noise Try to amplify the times it, and multiply it by six Teen million people are equal of this high pitch Maybe we can reach Al Quaida through my speech Let the President answer on high anarchy Strap him with AK-47, let him go Fight his own war, let him impress daddy that way No more blood for oil, we got our own battles to fight on our soil No more psychological warfare to trick us to think that we ain't loyal If we don't serve our own country we're patronizing a hero Look in his eyes, it's all lies, the stars and stripes They've been swiped, washed out and wiped, And Replaced with his own face, mosh now or die If I get sniped tonight you'll know why, because I told you to fight So come along, follow me as I lead through the darkness As I provide just enough spark, that we need to proceed Carry on, give me hope, give me strength, Come with me, and I won't stear you wrong Put your faith and your trust as I guide us through the fog Till the light, at the end, of the tunnel, we gonna fight, We gonna charge, we gonna stomp, we gonna march through the swamp We gonna mosh through the marsh, take us right through the doors [Eminem speaking angrily] And as we proceed, to mosh through this desert storm, in these closing statements, if they should argue, let us beg to differ, as we set aside our differences, and assemble our own army, to disarm this weapon of mass destruction that we call our president, for the present, and mosh for the future of our next generation, to speak and be heard, Mr. President, Mr. Senator/