WIBCI Americans had more BALLS?
Wouldn’t It Be Cool If more people were like Bruce Springsteen?
The Boss was the musical guest on Stephen Colbert’s 2nd to last show (whose contract, after over a decade of ‘success’, was not renewed, allegedly due to political pressure aka people not having balls nor a sense of humor).
“I am here in support tonight for Stephen, because you are the first guy in America who’s lost his show because we got a President who can’t take a joke. And because Larry and David Ellison feel they need to kiss his ass to get what they want. Anyway Stephen, these are small-minded people, they hot no idea what the freedoms of this beautiful country are supposed to be about.
This is for you.”
Then Bruce Springsteen sang the only main stream fight song anyone of any generation has had enough balls to write under the current monarchal administration:
The Streets of Minneapolis
Through the winter’s ice and cold, down Nicollet Avenue
A city aflame fought fire and ice ‘neath an occupier’s boots
King Trump’s private army from the DHS, guns belted to their coats
Came to Minneapolis to enforce the law or so their story goesAgainst smoke and rubber bullets, in the dawn’s early light
Citizens stood for justice, their voices ringing through the night
And there were bloody footprints where mercy should have stood
And two dead left to die on snow-filled streets, Alex Pretti and Renee GoodOh our Minneapolis, I hear your voice singing through the bloody mist
We’ll take our stand for this land and the stranger in our midst
Here in our home they killed and roamed in the winter of ’26
We’ll remember the names of those who died on the streets of MinneapolisTrump’s federal thugs beat up on his face and his chest
Then we heard the gunshots and Alex Pretti lay in the snow dead
Their claim was self-defense, sir, just don’t believe your eyes
It’s our blood and bones and these whistles and phones against Miller and Noem’s dirty liesOh our Minneapolis, I hear your voice crying through the bloody mist
We’ll remember the names of those who died on the streets of MinneapolisNow they say they’re here to uphold the law but they trample on our rights
If your skin is black or brown my friend you can be questioned or deported on sight
In our chants of “ICE out now!” our city’s heart and soul persists
Through broken glass and bloody tears on the streets of MinneapolisOh our Minneapolis, I hear your voice singing through the bloody mist
Here in our home they killed and roamed in the winter of ’26
We’ll take our stand for this land and the stranger in our midst
We’ll remember the names of those who died on the streets of Minneapolis
We’ll remember the names of those who died on the streets of Minneapolis
I don’t see anything in these lyrics a reasonable adult could disagree with, let alone argue against.
Thank you Bruce.
Last Updated on 05/27/2026 by Death of Hypatia Inc.
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