Apolitieke blues
Al lang geen spitse dialogen meer gelezen op mijn blog?
Geen splijtende analyses gezien van het Etterbeeks democratisch deficit?
En vooral mijn spitante kijk op de Belgische regerings"vorming" gemist?
In 1972 zong Lowell George van Little Feat de volgende blues, die perfect aangeeft waarom ik geen baard laat staan, maar anderszins mijn symbolisch scheermes laat verroesten:
Apolitical blues
Well my telephone was ringing
And they told me it was Chairman Mao
Well my telephone was ringing
And they told me it was Chairman Mao
You can tell him anything
'Cause I just don't wanna talk to him now
I've got the apolitical blues
And that's the meanest blues of all
Apolitical blues
And that's the meanest blues of all
I don't care if it's John Wayne
I just don't wanna talk to him now

