Here are some clever lyrics that I have been reminded of recently:

And I kissed America, when she was fleecing me
She knows I understand that she needs to be free
And I miss America and sometimes she does too
And sometimes I think of her
When she is fucking you

Also, I suggest that people occasionally read my friend Ben Lessing's blog.
Ben lives in Rio and has been an ex-pat for most of the last 9 years, and fucking hates Bush.

In one of his posts, he links two interesting stories that will help revive any intense feelings of disgust you might have successfully suppressed after the election. One is about the "Bush Pledge" and the other is about Bush rallies throwing out people wearing Kerry t-shirts.

And you should read this great Onion article which I feel is pretty damn funny, and expresses an irony that I have never been able to explain.

OBITUARY
BOSTON - Sunday, October 24

We mourn the loss today, as we did yesterday, and even more the day before that, of an esteemed friend, colleague, and icon. Steam Donkey is no more. Early Sunday morning, soul-less thieves broke the physical bonds which held it to the house of its patron, Paul Campbell.

In these dark hours, the only consolation that we can turn to is the knowledge that Steam Donkey was more than just a bike. It was also a really funny name for a band. At times, it was also a nickname for me, its rider. While I was the one who mounted the Steam Donkey (among other things), its heritage is one that is shared by all. The mere notion of Steam Donkey has brought a smile to more than one person's face, and with that smile, they too allowed a little Steam Donkey into their soul. And it will live on. What else was the Steam Donkey? What was Steam Donkey to you? In an effort to encourage the healing process, I invite you to use this forum to share your ideas and thoughts about Steam Donkey:

I remember hours spent on the concept of the Steam Donkey logo, in preparation for our European tour. Sadly, we never could agree if it should be a donkey that was steaming, or if should be a cloud of steam, in the shape of a donkey. Without a logo, Steam Donkey was unable to finish the bookings in the style-conscious Scandinavian countries, and the whole tour fell through. Regardless, I think we all felt we gained more by talking about those ethereal aspects of Steam Donkey than we would have gained by having to rock it all night long with legions of Swedish admirers.

I also remember Steam Donkey's third album, Phoenix, and it brings me hope and inspiration in these hard times. The image on the album cover of the Donkey rising from the ashes to new and greater heights serves to remind me, and I hope it does the same for you, that sometimes we must get torn down in order to build ourselves up, better and more in tune with our new reality.

Yours in solidarity and mourning,
Paul "Steam Donkey" Campbell