The aforementioned "My Heart" kicks off Sleeps with Angels with capacious canyons of silence and windswept lyrics: "When dreams come crashing down like trees/ I don't know what love can do/ When life is hanging in the breeze/ I don't know what love can do." In reverse order, these ...
and illnesses. I felt the same way the day I cried my eyes out with relief and sadness, while holding my oldest son and hearing that his diagnosis came by as positive for Chronic Lyme Disease. But, on a positive note, like Phil Robertson says, “Now We are Cooking With Peanut Oil”!
Phil Robertson equated being “white trash” –his words– with being equal to Black people. Thus, normal white people – whatever that means – are by definition above Black people… but “white trash?”“White trash,” presumably poor white people who are living the “hard scrabble life,”...
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