Life often reminds me of an episode of The West Wing. In the episode Bad Moon Rising, President Bartlett lets the White House counsel and his staff in on his secret - that he has MS and may have purposefully misled the American public by not revealing his illness during his campaign for presidency. Each staff member reacts differently, but they are all aware of the consequences of his revelation. A bad moon is rising... the American public will have to be let in on the secret and the President and his staff will have a David v Goliath battle in order to survive the Congressional investigation into their actions and execute any possible run for re-election. The staff is in a hazed shock and wondering what the future will hold. From where they're standing, it doesn't look good.
Earlier this week, the Chief of Police in Fort Fun announced he was retiring. It was a surprise to most everyone. He's always talked as though he would be around for another five years or more. To most, the suddenness of the decision translated into he's quitting or abandoning ship. He was a good Chief and it will take a lot to fill his shoes. And it ultimately means that changes are coming. They may not happen today or tomorrow but they are coming. There is weird feeling of gloominess in the air - the sense of a bad moon rising.
I see the bad moon arising.
I see trouble on the way.
I see earthquakes and lightnin'.
I see bad times today.
Don't go around tonight,
Well, it's bound to take your life,
There's a bad moon on the rise.
I hear hurricanes a blowing.
I know the end is coming soon.
I fear rivers over flowing.
I hear the voice of rage and ruin.
Don't go around tonight,
Well, it's bound to take your life,
There's a bad moon on the rise.
All right!
Hope you got your things together.
Hope you are quite prepared to die.
Looks like we're in for nasty weather.
One eye is taken for an eye.
Don't go around tonight,
Well, it's bound to take your life,
There's a bad moon on the rise.
There's a bad moon on the rise.
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