M.I.A. - Bird Flu @ Coachella 2009 (stage invasion!)

I could hardly believe that gutless wonder, Governor Rick Perry of Texas, who wanted to secede just two weeks ago, is now trying to hog the federal government's supply of Tamiflu:

Gov. Rick Perry of Texas asked the C.D.C. to send 37,430 doses of Tamiflu

but only after his allies gutted pandemic protection in the stimulus bill:

The attack on pandemic preparation became so central to the GOP strategies that AP reported in February: "Republicans, meanwhile, plan to push for broader and deeper tax cuts, to trim major spending provisions that support Democrats' longer-term policy goals, and to try to knock out what they consider questionable spending items, such as $870 million to combat the flu and $400 million to slow the spread of HIV and other sexually transmitted diseases."

Where, oh where, do we find true leaders, rather than these swine, when the microbes are afoot?

Could do worse than starting with M.I.A. (hit the HQ button)....

Here are lyrics to "Bird Flu":

Big on the underground, what's the point of knocking me down?
Everyone knows I'm already good on the ground
Most of us stay strong, shit don't really bound us
Then I go on my own making bombs with rubber bands

I have my hard down so I need a man for romance
Streets are making 'em hard so they're selfish little roamers
Jumping girl to girl, make us meat like burgers
When I get fat I'll go pop me out some leaders

A protocol to be a Rocawear model?
It didn't really drop that way, my legs hit the hurdle
A protocol to be a rocker on a label?
It didn't really drop that way, our beats were too evil

But I put away paper for later so I'm stable
A better something better come so I could get cable
Ghetto pops, food drops, I store them in my stable
Cook 'em up, pop 'em down, eat 'em off my table

The village got on the phone said the street is coming to town
They wanna check my papers, see what I carry around
Credentials are boringm, I burnt them at the burial ground
Don't order me about I'm an outlaw from the badlands

Put away shots for later so I'm stable
Live in trees, chew on feet, watch "Lost" on cable
Bird flu gonna get you, made it in my stable
From the crap you drop on my crop when they pay you