DT, the abbreviation for the combined Diphtheria-Tetanus vaccine, happens to be the initials of a vacuous individual whom I refuse to reference by name. Alas, no vaccine exists against said individual. Vaccine against vacuity, while sounding deliciously alliterative, is an oxymoron, yet another apropos-sounding word on so many levels. DT also stands for Delirium tremens, a severe form of alcohol withdrawal that involves sudden and severe mental or nervous system changes. Condition also brought on by listening to DT the individual. Stay calm and hydrate.
Allow me to quote from a tediously long and now infamous speech given on June 16, 2015, with minor modifications (italics):
"When the US sends its people (to run for the Republican presidential candidature), they're not sending their best, they're not sending you, they're sending people with lots of problems, they're sending me."
DT is indeed a public health concern. Fortunately, hot air rises and then cools down. That's how science works. If it were not the case, DT would contribute significantly to climate change, which he would then list as a proud accomplishment.
As you may have guessed from my previous missives, music's contribution to my sanity and creative process is significant. This past year, my year of nostalgia, I have searched for and downloaded a few songs that remind me of my early childhood, songs that my parents listen to when they had their fingers on the pulse of pop culture, as opposed to just taking their pulse. "Mexico" by the Les Humphries Singers was one of a handful of tunes that left an indelible mark on my young and impressionable psyche (along with "Kung Fu Fighting", "Whiter Shade of Pale" and "Smoke on the Water").
The Les Humphries Singers were a large multiethnic group and you can watch them sing here about Mexico and the war of 1840, when both Texas and California were still part of Mexico. Never forget history.
