Waiting For the Fire, 2002
You can climb a mountain, you can swim the sea
You can jump into the fire but you’ll never be free
You can shake me up or I can break you down
Oh, oh
We can make each other happy
Oh, we can make each other happy
We can make each other happy
Oh, we can make each other happy
—Harry Nilsson, Jump Into the Fire
We can make each other happy…
I am running late but I have to mention that I am still vibing, if that can be used as a verb, off the first night of the convention in Chicago. Lots of passion and fire there. The genuine article that comes from real emotion and belief, not needing the staged theatrics of Hulk Hogan tearing his shirt off.
It feels like a bonfire fully ablaze and roaring. A joyful and hopeful fire. Maybe that’s just me. I’ve been waiting for that passion and fire to come from reasonable, forward-looking American people for some time. We seem to sit on our hands all too often, thinking that somehow reason will prevail. But for too long, we have ceded passion and fire to unreasonable people, those who yell the loudest even when what they are yelling are nothing but lies and often downright crazy.
It’s time to reclaim the fire and the passion. To get excited, to get off our hands and let our voices be heard.
To stoke the fire even more.
So, what are you going to do?
Me? I’m going to jump into the fire.
Here’s a longtime favorite from the late Harry Nilsson that says just that– Jump into the Fire— and very much sets the tone for what I am seeing. All passion and fire. We can make each other happy…
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