Did anybody else catch Dan Rather on CBS News just now?

[T Roosevelt]

After doing a segment on rising gas prices, he said:

"Want lower prices? Go to Wall Street, where the Dow fell 109 pts."

[wryter2000]

1. Don't tell me

Don't tell me he's going to develop a sense of humor.

[DenverDem]

2. He'll be her all week. Tip your waitresses.

Yeah, economic meltdown is funny to people who will never feel it.

[Deja Q]

3. Maybe this is why the rich want to get richer.

Them at the expense of us.

The future looks bleak...

Wasn't there a chap who once said that any society is 3 meals away from a revolt? Or did that come from a childrens' book? :shrug:

It'll be interesting to see what numbed'n'dumbed down America does when the meltdown occurs. (We know it's going to happen... everything that's happening plus the statistics of the last 24 years... :cry: )

Actually, it won't be interesting. It's going to be horrible. Utterly horrible.

[arcane1]

4. Slyclad said it, anyway, in "Inequality Street"

Yes another blatant attempt by arcane to post Skyclad lyrics on DU :silly:

From the cradle to the grave,
point your ladle to the gravy.
"Food comes first, then morals" they say,
the end of the world's three hot meals away.

Two average men eat their average meals
but destiny waits at their table.
One is served gruel while the other chews veal,
(but they're both spoon fed lies, lies from the cradle).

Life's really a chocolate box -
some do without - others have plenty.
It sticks in my throat - my stomach's in knots,
while your box is so full - mine's perpetually empty.

It sticks in my throat - my stomach's in knots,
while your box is so full - mine's perpetually empty.

Tragic moments for the masses-
work is the curse of the drinking classes
"homo homini lupus" we cry-
humanity fades like the moon in the sky.

You can't cook an omlette without breaking eggs,
(first they are cracked and then beaten).
The only things cracked around here are our heads,
recepies for disaster that we keep repeating.

Life's really a chocolate box -
some do without - others have plenty.
It sticks in my throat - my stomach's in knots,
while your box is so full - mine's perpetually empty.

It sticks in my throat - my stomach's in knots,
while your box is so full - mine's perpetually empty.

Here's a real beggars banquet,
a brace of rats in a blood stained blanket.
Meanwhile, gentlefolk high in their chateau,
dip silver spoons into black forest gateau.

Come lords and ladies - raise glasses in toast
to the "other-half" dying to eat.
'Cause they who receive feast deserve it the most,
it's a literal dead-end (Inequality Street).

Life's really a chocolate box -
some do without - others have plenty.
It sticks in my throat - my stomach's in knots,
while your box is so full - mine's perpetually empty.

Life's really a chocolate box -
some do without - others have plenty.
It sticks in my throat - my stomach's in knots,
while your box is so full - mine's perpetually empty.

[T Roosevelt]

5. I got the feeling it was a double dig at *

especially in his deadpan manner...the juxtaposition between rising gas and dropping stocks struck me...