Monday, 20 August 2012

Aug 13, 2009, Multiply, when all else fails... try a little humour.


Aug 13, '09 11:44 AM
for everyone
WHEN ALL ELSE FAILS,TRY A LITTLE HUMOUR.
(ALL IN THE BEST POSSIBLE TASTE OF COURSE)


These people are singing ''The Shackle Shuffle'' at a protest demonstration  outside Faslane Trident base. Unfortunately, the original video I found of this song which was a  much better quality, along with virtually every other reference to the song............. has disappeared!!
 
 http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zESNRVSAvuY&feature=player_embedded
 
 The exact words are hard to make out in places ''put your hands on your head, shackle shuffle to the right''.......etc sure you will get the jist even if you don't get all the exact words. 
 
http://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=MWtrVJB3D0Y

Like I said..............if all else fails, (and it has) let's try a little humour, and if you were wondering what the picture at the top is, it's campaigners singing  the Shackle Shuffle song  :-))

 
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luluone wrote on Aug 16, '09
humour kills my stress :D or smile "Smile though your heart is aching... smile even though it's breaking."
nemo4sun wrote on Aug 15, '09
i always try a little humor

it usually comes out very "little"

:)
acousticeagle wrote on Aug 14, '09
I like the 'when all else fails' philosophy about humour. I think people that can make good light of a situation are taking a healthy approach to troubles and misfortunes. It's good optimism. But, what, Loretta, around your place/site is in a state of 'fails'? It all looks pretty good around here. Your last blog attracted a lot of comments and was super-interesting. Cheers, matey!
sandycaar wrote on Aug 14, '09
good taste humor can cure what ails ya :)
mitchylr wrote on Aug 13, '09
LOL. That 'Rendair' commercial was pretty damned funny.
forgetmenot525 wrote on Aug 13, '09
veryfrank said
Do The Shackle Shuffle at Camp X-Ray, lyrics:
wow..............I'm impressed, several of the sites I attempted to go to and also the video that I had found earlier.............have all disappeared, I was getting a little paranoid there for a while.
veryfrank wrote on Aug 13, '09
Do The Shackle Shuffle at Camp X-Ray, lyrics:


If you're a Sheik who is a mover
or fundamentally a groover
Get with the brothers on manoeuvre
Comin at you all the way from Cuba
- Not the Cuba of Havanas
Where the Presidente is bananas
But the Cuba that is free, lookin over the sea
to the Florida Key ( to democracy )


At Guantanamo Bay, it's the U.S. of A.,
Shackle-Shuffle every day at the Club X-Ray
Wear a chain on your wrist, do the islamacist
Bossa Nova with a twist, and it goes like this:


Put your hands on your head ( Reach! )
And Shackle-Shuffle to the left ( Move! )
You do the monkey-squat and then ( Squat! )
You Shackle-Shuffle back again
Bow in prayer to the East ( Pray! )
Down on your belly like a beast ( Beast! )
You're never gonna be released (Peace! )
Till the day you're deceased


No time for sleeping at Club X-Ray
No time for chilling-out the next day
Although we wouldn't call it torture
We're gonna sweat you now we've caught ya.
At first you feel humiliated
Cos every move is regulated
But as the beat interrogates you
Join the club that liberates!


At Guantanamo Bay, it's the U.S. of A.,
Shackle-Shuffle every day at the Club X-Ray
At Guantanamo Bay, it's the U.S. of A.,
Shackle-Shuffle every day at the Club X-Ray


Put your hands on your head ( Reach! )
And Shackle-Shuffle to the left ( Move! )
You do the monkey-squat and then ( Squat! )
You Shackle-Shuffle back again
Bow in prayer to the East ( Pray! )
Down on your belly like a beast ( Beast! )
You're never gonna be released ( Peace! )
Till the day you're deceased


It isn't really so important
whether you came dressed as a combatant
Or just a towel-headed farmer
who had a cousin called Osama
We're not conventional believers
No busy-bodies from Geneva
If you're a friend of Tora Bora
There's no restriction on the door



All you'll need to get in is the beard on your chin,
An indefinite stay and you don't have to pay
At Guantanamo Bay, it's the U.S. of A.,
Shackle-Shuffle every day at the Club X-Ray


Put your hands on your head ( Reach! )
And Shackle-Shuffle to the left ( Move! )
You do the monkey-squat and then ( Squat! )
You Shackle-Shuffle back again
Bow in prayer to the East ( Pray! )
Down on your belly like a beast ( Beast! )
You're never gonna be released ( Peace! )
Till the day you're deceased


At this exclusive little venue
Halal is always on the menu
Free Toiletries, and what is more an
Edition of Gideon's Koran
O heck - did I forget to mention
We're busy building an extension
Where every wish will be respected
As you are lethally injected!



We'd a pipeline to lay, but you got in the way,
So we sacrificed you to the needs of the few
In the heat of High Noon you will dance to our tune
An example to all to obey Unocal,
See the prisoners kneel, with no right of appeal,


In the land that is free - free to take liberty -
Till the sea starts to boil, till we run out of oil
In Guantanamo Bay… Hey - Hey!
At the Club X-Ray! ( Shackle-Shuffle to the right ) Cha-cha-cha.


brendainmad wrote on Aug 13, '09
No luck with the lyrics. LOL
brendainmad wrote on Aug 13, '09, edited on Aug 13, '09
Going to see if I can find the words. I'm on my netbook and sound is not great.
bennett1 wrote on Aug 13, '09
Laughter is the best medicine. Especially in tough times. :-D
starfishred wrote on Aug 13, '09
I know the feeling

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