Saturday, June 12, 2021

Having A Wonderful Time. Wish Somebody Was Here.

Leaders from the Group of Seven – Britain’s Mr Johnson, Canada’s Justin Trudeau, Japan’s Yoshihide Suga, France’s Emmanuel Macron, Germany’s Angela Merkel and Italy’s Mario Draghi plus plus two representatives of the EU, Ursula von der Leyen and Charles Michel – met in Cornwall yesterday. Hilarity ensued:

  Oh the choreography! The posturing. The posing. The dancing! What theater! Let the World Follies begin!

  Boris, who was hosting this season’s follies, kicked it off with a nice little speech:

Boris Johnson has told G7 leaders he wants to create a “more feminine” world as the international community builds back from the Covid crisis…And he told his fellow leaders they should be aiming at “building back greener, building back fairer and building equally and – how should I put it? – in a more gender-neutral and perhaps a more feminine way.” – Independent

TRUDEAU-12-scaled-e1623356681369Nailed it!

Amidst all the bluff and bluster, rambling sound bites and sloganeering a musical review broke out. It was about a dying world being taken over by a group of deceitful and mendacious men – and (halleluiah!) women.

Casting took place:

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Dance numbers were selected, and partners assigned.

2793AFP_9BV9WD_1623436418756_1623436446093This year’s rendition of the Paso Dobles will prohibit body contact beyond elbow bumping.

Musical selections were made,

5132The music director takes the troupe through their paces

and solo numbers were assigned:

Angela Merkle: Nothing’s Gonna Change My World – Beatles

Nothing's gonna change my world
Nothing's gonna change my world
Nothing's gonna change my world
Nothing's gonna change my world

Joey Biden: Learning To Fly – Pink Floyd

Can't keep my eyes from the circling sky
Tongue-tied and twisted, just an earth-bound misfit, I

Ice is forming on the tips of my wings
Unheeded warnings, I thought I thought of everything

No navigator to find my way home
Unladened, empty and turned to stone

The ending chorus number was finally agreed upon by consensus: Sweet Dreams (Are Made of This) by the Eurythmics.,

Year after year
Running over the same old ground
What have we found?
The same old fears
Wish you were here

and individual lines were selected and assigned as solos:

Justine: Some of them want to use you

Joey: Some of them want to get used by you

Angela: Some of them want to abuse you

Emanuel: Some of them want to be abused

Italy, Japan and the EU figureheads were not given solos due to lack of seniority and/or GNP, so they just sang backup and joined in the chorus wrap up.

All:

Sweet dreams are made of this
Who am I to disagree
I travel the world and the seven seas
Everybody's looking for something
Sweet dreams are made of this
Who am I to disagree
I travel the world and the seven seas
Everybody's looking for something

So while world leaders are busy singing and dancing their way to leadership, the usual parade of protestors that accompany all such gatherings these days are busy…protesting. Or whatever.

Members of Extinction Rebellion dressed as birds protest in St. IvesMembers of the Extinction Rebellion protest whatever in nearby St. Ives

So as you can see, a good time is being had by all. “Wish you were here.”

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I wish somebody was here.

 

Into the distance, a ribbon of black
Stretched to the point of no turning back
A flight of fancy on a wind swept field
Standing alone my senses reeled
A fatal attraction is holding me fast
How can I escape this irresistible grasp?

Can't keep my eyes from the circling sky
Tongue-tied and twisted, just an earth-bound misfit, I

Ice is forming on the tips of my wings
Unheeded warnings, I thought I thought of everything

No navigator to find my way home
Unladened, empty and turned to stone