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Sunday, December 18, 2005

When The Prime Minister Has No Shame
So I heard from Jack, who found out from Rona, who was told by Svend, who says he totally got the info straight from The Edge, who Bono told that he is, like, totally mad at Paul. Anyway. Apparently, everybody says Paul is so crushed that he's wandering the country listening to U2 records, totally pining for Bono.

(If my ears did not deceive me during the evening news, it sounded a lot like Martin was rallying the troops with Where The Streets Have No Name. I now provide, free of personal commentary, Bono's explanation of the song. Apply it to the current election in search of greater meaning as you will:

"I was trying to sketch a feeling. I often feel very claustrophic in a city, a feeling of wanting to break out of that city and a feeling of wanting to go somewhere where the values of the city and the values of our society don’t hold you down.

"An interesting story that someone told me once is that in Belfast, by what street someone lives on you can tell not only their religion but tell how much money they’re making—literally by which side of the road they live on, because the further up the hill the more expensive the houses become. You can almost tell what the people are earning by the name of the street they live on and what side ot that street they live on. That said something to me, and so I started writing about a place where the streets have no name...")

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