A Faux Texan Revealed

I ran across a story at one of the other sites I peruse, and was – well, I can’t truly say I was surprised, because I know how hypocritical liberals work- rather, I was unpleasantly reminded that even when the liberal is technically a Texan, he can still be a moron. The Texan I speak of is Don Henley, who still has a place on Caddo Lake, in East Texas, but has spent wayyyyy too much time in California, schmoozing with the People Of One Opinion. He has, in the opinion of a sixth generation Texan, lost the right to call himself a Texan. He is just too whiny- it’s embarrassing us here.

Most of Mr. Henley’s music is OK to listen to, a couple of his tracks are even enjoyable, but like most people connected to entertainment  in the Cereal State (Nuts, flakes, and the occasional fruit), he is more important to his ego than he is to real life. 

A man by the name of Chuck Devore, a Republican, used the tune of the “Boys Of Summer”, a 1984 song (an oldie but moldy) written by Don Henley and Mike Campbell, whoever HE is. Mr. Devore used his own lyrics to parody the song, and as a tool in his bid to run against Sen. Barbara Boxer. Parody is, as I understand it, a protected form of Free Speech (see: Weird Al Yankovic), but Donnie Boy doesn’t like it when a conservative uses a parody of HIS song in a campaign against a liberal.

Now I could be wrong, and the laws may have changed, but I thought that a copyright existed for 20 years, and then the song was in the public domain. I  also thought I had heard that the Supreme Court had heard a case similar, actually involving a rapper, where another song was used, and was deemed to be lawful. Mr. Henley should be grateful that someone somewhere thinks that any tune of his would be good enough for a political ad- this is heady stuff, Donnie- you could use the exposure. I guess that may be why he is suing Mr. Devore, he needs the ego boost. 

Mr. Henley writes a good song occasionally, but doesn’t seem to listen to what he writes, a common problem among liberals, it seems.
In one song, aptly named “Get Over It”, he writes, in part,

“Complain about the present and blame it on the past,
I’d like to find your inner child and kick its little ass-

Get over it
Get over it
All this bitchin’ and moanin’ and pitchin’ a fit
Get over it
Get over it

It’s gotta stop sometime, so why don’t you quit
Get over it, get over it.”

Words to live by, Donnie- get over it.

Big Dog

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