The Supreme Court held unconstitutional part of the Defense of Marriage Act on equal protection and due process grounds.  The highest court also told congress to keep its nose out of domestic relations matters which are a province of the states, at least with respect to laws like DOMA that have an overly broad sweep.  It did not decide whether a state law prohibition on same-sex marriage would violate the Equal Protection Clause of our constitution. Many questions will arise from this decision as to how various federal agencies will handle situations in which a couple, married in a state where same-sex marriage is legal, are living in a state where it is not.

(To tune of, “The Girl that I Marry,” by Irving Berlin from Broadway show, “Annie Get Your Gun”)

The girl that I marry will have to be
Of masculine gender the same as me
‘Stead of Children
Body Buildin’
Gyms will love us
‘Cause our friends will fill them

Now we’ve won our rights just the same as you
At least in those states with a modern view
Fine good people
At the steeple
Those with hang-ups can watch though the peep-hole
A Tom, Dick or Harry,
The girl that I marry will be.

Lyric © 2013 by Robert S. Steinberg, Esquire
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Brazil’s economy was bolstered by commodity exports.  The middle class prospered then but now feels pressured by a wall of stagnation.  Another story of a country squandering commodity wealth, in Brazil not on arms, but on 10 new stadiums for the World Cup, and disproportionate benefit to the wealth class.  All while infrastructure decays, education and health care are woeful and corruption runs rampant.  A small bus fare increase, since reversed, has evoked rage among the quiet masses.  Politicians and fat cats are worried.  Perhaps pondering, “Where is Jobim to rescue us with his lilting diversions?”

(To the tune of “Brazil,” by Ary Barroso and Sidney Russell, popularized by Frank Sinatra in 1957)

Brazil, where bossa nova melodies
Waft through the streets and on the breeze
And Girls from Ipanema tease
And smile
All too beguiling

Now, a bitter angry song is sung
And in the streets are banners hung
“Where’s education for our young”

So, whatever Dilma Rousseff does
The climate won’t be what it was
And gone is, that World Cup buzz
Things change
In old, Brazil

Brazil, where petro dollars made some rich
The middle class slid in a ditch
Now politicians start to twitch
And rue
The ruckus brewing

Fools, for raising fares to ride the bus
Who didn’t see the coming fuss
And now they’re hearing people cuss

For, corruption’s on the public’s mind
With roads un-drivable maligned
“Come to the streets, join millions lined”
Things change
In old, Brazil

Lyric © 2013 by Robert S. Steinberg, Esquire
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The theme of this post is related to that of my earlier post, “Taught to Buy.”  I was reading a magazine article last weekend that highlighted stylish clothing for the summer.  It started me thinking about fashion trends.  Are not the most fashionable simply the first to conform to fashion dictates of the season?  Follow the designer’s latest fad or be “out-of-style.”  Wear clothes that  fit the formulated trend and you’re “in.”  But, do not these constantly changing commandments from the fashion Gods make you feel just a bit manipulated?       

(To tune of “How About You,” by Burton Lane and R. Freed)

The Fashionista is
First to conform
Swayed by the fashion biz
To be first to conform

The fashion industry
Springs its yearly storm
New shades and lengths of hem
Who’ll strut out wearing them?
The first to conform

What’s wrong with that old suit?
Once made her smile
Why should she give a hoot?
If it’s yesterday’s style

In the Salvation Army bag
Threads with a pricey tag
Some barely worn
There to be first to conform

Lyric © 2013 by Robert S. Steinberg, Esquire
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Hawks in DC are once again beating the war drums suggesting we get involved in Syria and attack Iran. The questions to be asked: What giant corporations stand to benefit from such action?  How much is contributed to campaign coffers by defense industry companies?  What reason for huge defense budgets absent an ongoing state of fear and war?  Which wars since WWII were fought from necessity or existential threat?  Do these suggested involvements meet that test?

(To tune of “Autumn in New York,” by Vernon Duke)

War can make you rich
If you’re among the connected
War can make you rich
Contract outsourcing perfected

Afghanistan, Iraq and Iran
Hold dividend yields
Those mean battle fields
Bleed gold

War can make you rich
The war machine needs supplying
War can make you rich
If you’ve the right kind of friends

Young men will wave goodbye
Don’t mention how many die
War can make you rich
The reason war never ends

Lyric © 2013 by Robert S. Steinberg, Esquire
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