shake that fascist groove thing

There's a post on HuffPo by Robert Guttman here, assailing Bush for being the worst president ever (and as a commenter added, the worst president possible.) Guttman's no slouch; his bio says he is director of the Center on Politics & Foreign Relations at the Johns Hopkins University School of Advanced International Studies in Washington, D.C.

I get so angry thinking that Bush is the president. I mean, how the hell did THAT happen? But after six years, I'm also exhausted thinking about it, and I admire those who are politically active, who attend the rallies and the meetings and write the blogs and work to get the rest of us fired up. People with passion.

In fact, it's really only been since Bush's election that my interest in politics has developed and now unfortunately I waste a lot of time reading left-leaning political blogs. Before that, my first interest in anything presidential was when Nixon was elected.

I was in sixth grade, and as I recall, he started out being a pretty popular president. I wrote him a letter to tell him how great it was he was president.

I received a reply, with a photo of him and his family, including Tricia and Julie. They reminded me of Betty and Veronica, if Veronica were the blonde one. Or maybe more Marianne and Ginger. If Ginger were the blonde one.

When Bush was elected, I was reminded of a song I liked in the the 80s when Reagan was elected: "(We Don't Need This) Fascist Groove Thing" by Heaven 17. It was banned by the BBC. The lyrics are quite prescient:

Have you heard it on the news
About this fascist groove thang
Evil men with racist views
Spreading all across the land
Don't just sit there on your ass
Unlock that funky chaindance
Brothers, sisters shoot your best
We don't need this fascist groove thang

Chorus:Brothers, sisters, we don't need this fascist groove thang

History will repeat itself
Crisis point we're near the hour
Counterforce will do no good
Hot you ass I feel your power
Hitler proves that funky stuff
Is not for you and me girl
Europe's an unhappy land
They've had their fascist groove thang

Chorus

Democrats are out of power
Across that great wide ocean
Reagan's president elect
Fascist god in motion
Generals tell him what to do
Stop your good time dancing
Train their guns on me and you
Fascist thang advancing

Chorus

Sisters, brothers lend a hand
Increase our population
Grab that groove thang by the throat
And throw it in the ocean
You're real tonight you move my soul
Let's cruise out of the dance war
Come out your house and dance your dance
Shake that fascist groove thang(Shake it!)

I'm not sure what "Hot you ass" means; I think whoever transcribed the lyrics from the song made it up. Like "scuse me while I kiss this guy."

But anyway, it's kinda scary that British fop refugees from Human League penned something that applies to our current administration nearly 25 years later.