Given Dale’s disdain for pets we were all praying for that cat. I doubt the name “Accepted Gays Parade” will ever catch on anyway. In life’s third act I’ve had to let go of many issues from my youth. It was a nice starting off point but somehow it stuck. The idea was to not buy into it, feel good about yourself instead. Which I was. But pride has such a defensive quality. Living through its inception I understood the need for being open and unashamed. The term Gay Pride specifically has caused me problems. Discussing the Houdin Show at the National Gallery. Some lessons were learned better than others. It forced me to bury my ego in a reserved and self-effacing manner and to not draw attention to myself. I’m uncomfortable with the emotion and distrust others who express it in me. I’ve had an issue with pride all of my life. Corny gimmickry, petty vengeance coupled with sexually combative undertones–this is what will make America great again. He says under one condition: it’s now her turn to swallow his pride. She eventually comes back for forgiveness. Blindsided, he does the manly thing, swallows his pride and gets on with life. The perfect country hit would be titled “Gosh, We’re Stupid.”Īnother one could be a ballad, “Swallow My Pride.” Couple destined for eternal bliss, she suddenly bolts for another man.
When couched in a down-home, aw-shucks delivery, the singer’s lovability goes through the roof. Being the village idiot is worn as a badge of honor. It’s the only art form that openly celebrates ignorance. Listen to the lyrics, how hard could it be. August once toyed with becoming a Country Music songwriter.