Chelsea Mo(u)rning

I’m not pulling any punches today, so this is NOT for the squeamish. You’ve been warned. This is a continuation of “The Hillary Pillory Clinton Campaign?” [9 Feb. 08]

French neurologist Jean-Martin Charcot lecturing on hysteria

Woke up, it was a Chelsea morning, and the first thing that I heard
Was a song outside my window, and the traffic wrote the words
It came a-reeling up like Christmas bells, and rapping up like pipes and drums

Oh, wont you stay
Well put on the day
And well wear it till the night comes
– Joni Mitchell, 1967*