"Drill Baby Drill," the chant that dominated the RNC on Wednesday night, is all up in our national discourse's grill. Wired Science Magazine just announced a "Drill, Baby, Drill!" remix contest. And on today's Meet the Press, Thomas Friedman got his panties all up in a bunch over the drilling national anthem, which he compared to, " demanding, 'IBM Selectric typewriters, IBM Selectric typewriters'... on the eve of the IT revolution, the revolution of PCs and the internet." Friedman acknowledged he wasn't there at the Excel Center. But you know who was (and has two opposable thumbs)? THIS guy. So, allow me to share.
I'll never forget sitting in a sea of white people, encouraging everyone to "Drill, Baby, Drill." Not that I don't love the "Drill Here, Drill Now" classic, coined by John McCain. But there's something especially catchy and inspiring about "Drill, Baby, Drill." And it inspired me to think the following:
1) I need to write an oil exploration cover of the song The Trammps' (Burn, Baby, Burn) Disco Inferno. FYI, I already started my cover of Jesus Jones' Right Here, Right Now which goes a little something like this: Drill Here/ Drill Now/ There is no other place/ I'd like to drill.
2) There could be an inverse relationship between how much Republicans get laid and how much they support laying pipe in natural reserves. If Republicans got their own drill on, would they be less "excited" by the vicarious drilling exploits and conquests proposed by Mc-Palin?
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