Thursday Inspiration — Feeling Loopy

For this week’s Thursday Inspiration prompt, Jim Adams has given us the word, “street,” an image, a song, or a recording artist to write about. Or, he tells us, “You can go with anything else that you think fits.

First of all, let me apologize. I’m feeling kind of loopy at the moment. I’m on pain medication, including an opioid known on the street as Norco. And I took 1,000 milligrams of Tylenol about an hour ago, and about half an hour ago I chewed a 30 milligram ring of CBD, which has only a trace of THC. This is my current pain management routine.

But I digress. When I saw that Jim’s Thursday Inspiration prompt today was “street,” the song that popped into my head was “Takin’ It to the Streets” from the Doobie Brothers. However, Jim’s Thursday Inspiration prompt from March 21, 2024 was also the word “street,” and I responded to that prompt with the same song.

So given that I’m under the influence of a cocktail of powerful drugs, I’m going to replay my “Takin’ It to the Streets” post. Hey, it’s a good song!

“Takin’ It to the Streets” was the first single by the band after Michael McDonald joined The Doobie Brothers. McDonald wrote the song and sang lead. It peaked at number 13 in the U.S. in 1976. McDonald joined the group when guitarist Tom Johnson fell ill. The words were partly inspired by an essay McDonald’s sister, Maureen, wrote, hence the lyrics, “Take this message to my brother.”

The song is written from the perspective of someone growing up amid poverty and despair in the inner city, addressed to an audience that has no idea what it’s like to live there (“you don’t know my kind in your world”). McDonald fleshed out the lyrics after a conversation with Maureen where they talked about how society was letting poor people fall through the cracks.

The chorus is almost a chant, with the group singing “takin’ it to the streets” as Michael McDonald ad-libs underneath. This gives the song a church feel, which was intentional: McDonald thought the melody evoked gospel music, and wanted it to sound like a gospel song. This meant delivering a powerful message in the lyrics and having lots of people sing on the chorus as the spirit moved them.

This song popularized the phrase “taking it to the streets,” which means bringing a message directly to the people. It’s often used in politics to describe grass-roots campaigning. Prior to this song, the phrase was rarely seen in print.

Some consider “Takin’ It to the Streets” to be a protest song, but to me it seems to be more about the day-to-day situations we all find ourselves in at some point. It’s a message that we’re all in the same boat and there’s no such thing as a hole in your end of the boat. Hence, we need to get it together and do something constructive. I find it particularly relevant in our world today. Especially the lines “You, telling me the things you’re gonna do for me / I ain’t blind and I don’t like what I think I see.”

Here are the lyrics to “Takin’ It to the Streets.”

You don't know me but I'm your brother
I was raised here in this living hell
You don't know my kind in your world
Fairly soon, the time will tell

You, telling me the things
You're gonna do for me
I ain't blind and I don't like
What I think I see

(Takin' it to the streets)
Takin' it to the streets
(Takin' it to the streets)
No more need for running
(Takin' it to the streets)
Oh, na, na

Take this message to my brother
You will find him everywhere
Wherever people live together
Tied in poverty's despair

Oh, you, telling me the things
You're gonna do for me
I ain't blind and I don't like
What I think I see

(Takin' it to the streets)
Takin' it to the streets
(Takin' it to the streets)
No more need for running
(Takin' it to the streets)
Oh yeah
(Takin' it to the streets)
Takin' it, takin' it
(Takin' it to the streets)
No more need for hiding
(Takin' it to the streets)
Oh yeah
(Takin' it to the streets)
Takin' it to the streets
(Takin' it to the)

Oh, you, telling me the things
You're gonna do for me, yeah, yeah
I ain't blind and I don't like
What I think I see

(Takin' it to the streets)
Takin' it to the streets
(Takin' it to the streets)
No more need for running
(Takin' it to the streets)
Oh yeah
(Takin' it to the streets)
Takin' it to the streets
(Takin' it to the streets)
We'll discuss it further
(Takin' it to the streets)
Oh, na
(Takin' it to the streets)
Takin' it, takin' it
(Takin' it to the streets)
Yeah, yeah
(Takin' it to the streets)
Takin' it to the streets
(Takin' it to the streets)
No more need for running
(Takin' it to the streets)
No more need for hiding
(Takin' it to the streets)
Hey, yeah
(Takin' it to the streets)
No, na
(Takin' it to the streets)
Yeah, yeah
(Takin' it to the streets)
Takin' it, takin' it
(Takin' it to the streets)

2023 — Not Off to a Good Start

When I woke up yesterday morning at 7:30, after very good night’s sleep, I was feeling refreshed and eager to experience the first day of the new year. The rain that drenched our area had stopped and the sky was a brilliant blue without a cloud in the sky.

I savored my morning coffee, read the Sunday paper, ate my breakfast, trimmed my beard, and took a shower. I was feeling great.

At around 10:30, my wife and I went to our back deck and sat in our swing chair to enjoy the sunshine and relatively mild temperatures and to watch the birds frolicking in the waterfall. Or dog was on the deck with us, busy chomping away on no-hide bone. Everything was wonderfully serene.

At around 11:45, the dog got up and started walking around, a sure sign that nature called. I got up and grabbed her leash and walked her to the spot where she usually takes care of business. Sure enough, she pooped. I pulled a poop bag out of my back jeans pocket, dropped the leash, and picked up her poop in the bag.

When I dropped her leash, she took off like a bat out of hell, and started zooming around the backyard. I saw her as she was heading toward me, her leash whipping in the air behind her. As she zoomed past me, her leash wrapped around my legs like a cowboy’s lariat wraps around the legs of a calf at a roping competition. Suddenly my legs went out from under me and I landed flat on my back.

And flat on my back in bed is where I spent most of New Year’s Day. Taking Advil every four hours, chewing a CBD gummy every six hours, and trying to lie as still as possible to avoid severe and agonizing lower back muscle spams.

Yes, 2023 is not off to a good start. For me, anyway. I hope it was better for you.

Truthful Tuesday — Infusion

Melanie, of Sparks from a Combustible Mind, is still filling in for Frank, aka PCGuy, who is taking a temporary hiatus from his Truthful Tuesday prompt. This week Melanie asks…

WHAT DO YOU THINK OF HEMP INFUSIONS?

Anyone who is familiar with my blog knows that I will occasionally treat myself to a cannabis-infused goodie. And my preferred goodie is Mellows, a cannabis-infused marshmallow.

Of course Melanie’s question focuses on hemp, not marijuana. So let’s talk about the differences between the two. It’s a common misconception that hemp and marijuana are two different species of plant. But they are not. They’re just two different names for cannabis, a type of flowering plant in the Cannabaceae family.

The difference between hemp and marijuana is their psychoactive component. Hemp has 0.3% or less tetrahydrocannabinol (THC), which is the psychoactive ingredient found in marijuana that produces a high. Thus hemp-derived products don’t contain enough THC to create the high traditionally associated with marijuana.

Another term to know about is CBD. CBD is a chemical found in marijuana. CBD doesn’t contain THC. CBD can come from either hemp or marijuana, but it is often derived from hemp in order to avoid the addition of larger amounts of THC.

So, to answer Melanie’s specific questions:

Is it a good idea even though there is reportedly no THC in the items?

A good idea? For who? For me, if the edible doesn’t have any THC, what’s the point? But whether it’s a good idea for someone else, well, that’s up to them, isn’t it?

Would you eat or drink something made with those products? Why or why not?

Yes, but if I’m going to ingest infused gummies, brownies, mints, marshmallows, tea, or whatever, I would want it to include THC. Why? Because I occasionally enjoy getting high and, except for an occasional beer, I don’t drink alcoholic beverages.

Spamalot

Last night, between the time I went to bed at around 11 pm and when I woke up this morning at 6:30 am, 292 new spam comments arrived at my blog. 69fbcb08-7574-40f7-9487-97558a7f555eAll of them were the same kind of spam — about something called CBD — as the ones I suddenly started receiving out of the blue four days ago and which I posted about HERE. At least I think that they were all about that CBD stuff.

Unfortunately, I continue to receive a shitload of these spam comments daily. I usually go through the items in my spam folder one item at a time just to make sure that no legit comments somehow got caught up in the spam net. But with so many spam comments, there’s no way I’m going to go through them one comment at a time. So I did a bulk edit, permanently deleting all 292 in one fell swoop.

If, by chance, you made a comment on any of my posts and it never showed up, I’ve got news for you. It may be that it landed in my spam folder and got deleted in my bulk actions. If so, sorry about that. Hopefully this barrage of spam comments I’ve been getting will end soon.


Did you notice how I managed to sneak in two of today’s one-word prompts into this post? My own FOWC with Fandango prompt (news) and the Word of the Day Challenge prompt (barrage). Pretty clever, huh?