Well Keep the Red Flag Flying Here
January 9, 2013
By Daniel Greenfield
Ever since FDR made it his campaign song in 1932 while running for office during the Great Depression, the unofficial anthem of the Democratic Party has been that Tin Pan Alley classic, Happy Days are Here Again.
Like Hope and Change, Happy Days are Here Again was a blandly optimistic and non-specific promise that good times were coming. Someday the happy days would arrive, an appropriate enough sentiment for a song whose pivotal moment came in the movie Chasing Rainbows where it was sung to reassure a cuckolded husband who is threatening to kill himself. And in an even more appropriate bit of symbolism, the actual movie footage of that moment is as lost as the happy times.
No matter how often the Democratic Party cheats on the American people, it can always break out a new rendition of Happy Days are Here Again to win them back. And even if the happy days never seem to actually arrive, the promise of So long sad times and Howdy gay times where your troubles and cares are gone is always a winner.
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Stalin famously told his mother that he was the new Czar, transmuting collectivist revolution into the egotistical authoritarianism of one man. Obama has managed the same trick, merging revolutionary politics with his own brand until there is no longer a difference between the man and his revolution. FDR only promised happy days, but Obama has become the actual incarnation of hope, which may explain why there is no longer any hope to go around.
There is a flag flying over Washington and its no longer the stars and stripes, but the same red flag that flies over Chicago. Its the red flag under whose shade misery and tyranny spreads while the band strikes up the same anthem over and over again. Happy days are here again. Life is better, life is fun. Things can only get better and of course Obamas victory speech promise; The best is yet to come.
It might have been more honest if he had instead admitted, Well keep the red flag flying here.
Well Keep the Red Flag Flying Here
January 9, 2013
By Daniel Greenfield
Ever since FDR made it his campaign song in 1932 while running for office during the Great Depression, the unofficial anthem of the Democratic Party has been that Tin Pan Alley classic, Happy Days are Here Again.
Like Hope and Change, Happy Days are Here Again was a blandly optimistic and non-specific promise that good times were coming. Someday the happy days would arrive, an appropriate enough sentiment for a song whose pivotal moment came in the movie Chasing Rainbows where it was sung to reassure a cuckolded husband who is threatening to kill himself. And in an even more appropriate bit of symbolism, the actual movie footage of that moment is as lost as the happy times.
No matter how often the Democratic Party cheats on the American people, it can always break out a new rendition of Happy Days are Here Again to win them back. And even if the happy days never seem to actually arrive, the promise of So long sad times and Howdy gay times where your troubles and cares are gone is always a winner.
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Stalin famously told his mother that he was the new Czar, transmuting collectivist revolution into the egotistical authoritarianism of one man. Obama has managed the same trick, merging revolutionary politics with his own brand until there is no longer a difference between the man and his revolution. FDR only promised happy days, but Obama has become the actual incarnation of hope, which may explain why there is no longer any hope to go around.
There is a flag flying over Washington and its no longer the stars and stripes, but the same red flag that flies over Chicago. Its the red flag under whose shade misery and tyranny spreads while the band strikes up the same anthem over and over again. Happy days are here again. Life is better, life is fun. Things can only get better and of course Obamas victory speech promise; The best is yet to come.
It might have been more honest if he had instead admitted, Well keep the red flag flying here.
Well Keep the Red Flag Flying Here
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