I was just reminded of a lovely old song whose title might offer a cure for some of the word salad and 'brain salad' so ever-present in our daily news and especially the utterances of some people in high places.

Step right up, MTG... Step right up #GQP politicians...
(I'll leave it at that; some of our more virulent brain-salad examples in U.S. Congress. I'm sure other countries have their own crazies.)

So here's one option. A wonderful song actually, by the great Emerson, Lake, & Palmer:

Brain-salad surgery

#ELP #EmersonLakePalmer #BrainSaladSurgery #WordSalad #BrainSalad #music #musica #musique

Emerson, Lake & Palmer - Lucky Man (1970)

He had white horses

And ladies by the score

All dressed in satin

And waiting by the door

Ooooh, what a lucky man he was

Ooooh, what a lucky man he was

White lace and feathers

They made up his bed

A gold covered mattress

On which he was laid

Ooooh, what a lucky man he was

Ooooh, what a lucky man he was

He went to fight wars

For his country and his king

Of his honor and his glory

The people would sing

Ooooh, what a lucky man he was

Ooooh, what a lucky man he was

A bullet had found him

His blood ran as he cried

No money could save him

So he laid down and he died

Ooooh, what a lucky man he was

Ooooh, what a lucky man he was

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AnazfrlhFfw
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