The Boomer on the Inside

Boomer Patrol is back with a dark and melancholy new song about a Boomer facing the coming Day of the Pillow. Listen to it on Soundcloud. DISCUSS ON SG

THE BOOMER ON THE INSIDE

Remember nineteen sixty-five
Our season in the sun
It was the time to be alive
And then the sun went down

So where do I proceed from here?
Betrayed by age and yesteryear
The curse I can no longer hide
My generation’s pride

Nevertheless
I must confess
I deserve this lonely fate

I wish I could forget
I can’t escape my debt
To all the world I cast aside
A Boomer on the inside
And when the Reaper calls
There is no wherewithal to hide
And I can no longer deny
The Boomer on the inside

Identity is all I know
Surrounded by lost souls
Despite their absence I can hear
Voices dead and gone

Now I have nothing left but fear
The world I knew has disappeared
The curse I can no longer hide
My generation’s pride

And even so
I finally know
I deserve to fade away

I wish I could forget
I can’t escape my debt
For all the reasons I complied
A Boomer on the inside
And when the Reaper calls
There is no wherewithal to hide
And I can no longer deny
The Boomer on the inside

Lost in time and disappeared
Dying alone and unrevered
My generation fades away
A forgotten yesterday

I wish I could forget
I can’t escape my debt
For all the sins that I denied
A Boomer on the inside
And when the Reaper calls
There is no wherewithal to hide
And I can no longer deny
The Boomer on the inside


Where Have All the Pillows Gone?

Another classic Boomer Patrol tune for your listening and philosophical pleasure. You can hear it at Soundcloud. You can also get the full seven-song Boomer Patrol set there.

Where Have All the Boomers Gone?

Where have all the pillows gone, long time passing?

Where have all the pillows gone, long time ago?

Where have all the pillows gone?

Justice served by every one

When shall we forget them?

When shall we forget them?

 

Where have all the Beatles gone, long time passing?

Where have all the Beatles gone, long time ago?

Where have all the Beatles gone?

Gone with Lennon and a gun

When shall we forget them?

When shall we forget them?

 

Where have all the Hippies gone, long time passing?

Where have all the Hippies gone, long time ago?

Where have all the Hippies gone?

Dead and buried every one

When shall we forget them?

When shall we forget them?

 

Where have all the vinyls gone, long time passing?

Where have all the vinyls gone, long time ago?

Where have all the vinyls gone?

Gone to downloads, every one

When shall we forget them?

When shall we forget them?

 

Where have all the Boomers gone, long time passing?

Where have all the Boomers gone, long time ago?

Where have all the Boomers gone?

Pillows silenced every one

Now we can forget them!

Thank God we’ll forget them!


BOOMER PATROL – It’s Time to Go

The latest Boomer Patrol is live and kicking.

IT’S TIME TO GO

Pillows are the gift to the Boomer

The Reaper’s got ‘em everywhere.

He cleared the floors, unlocked the doors, lights out

And you can save the prayer.

You saw the Reaper’s hood and understood

And your heart just got to the point it’s gonna blow.

You were doing your best ’till the punch in the chest

And the Reaper said there’s something you should know.

He said Boomer now it’s time to go

Boomer now it’s time to go

Boomer now it’s time to go

Time’s up now it’s time to go

Now everybody down with a cushion

And they’re starting the pushing

And it’s a final solution

And everybody cool

Your heart rate’s getting fast, your time is past

And you can feel the flow

All you wanna do is make it stop

So you call the docs, but the docs they never show

The Reaper sees your fear, so pulls you near

Says son, there’s something you ought to know.

He said time ceases its marches at the pearly arches

And that’s what we’re here for.

He said Boomer now it’s time to go

Boomer now it’s time to go

Boomer now it’s time to go

Time’s up now I told you so

Now everybody down with a cushion

And they’re starting the pushing

And it’s a final solution

And everybody cool

The Reaper’s gonna find you Boomer

He doesn’t have a sense of humor

Reaper is the pillow, the pillow is the Reaper’s scythe

DISCUSS ON SG


Pillow Time

Another hit from Boomer Patrol! You can hear it at Soundcloud.

Pillow time
Open all the drawers and press it down onto your face
Pillow time
All the lights go out now with a gentle hand on a pillowcase
Pillow time
One last breath preceding death, there’s nothing left that you’ve got to fear
Pillow time
You won’t go to Heaven, but you can’t stay here

I know who still thinks they’re really great
I know who taught all of us to hate
I know who I want to suffocate
And send very far away

Pillow time
Time for you to go to back to the nothing you used to be from
Pillow time
This one won’t be over ‘til you feel comfortably numb
This isn’t paralepsis, it’s time to hit the exits
There’s no need to pretend
Pillow time
Every generation is another generation’s end, yeah

I know Boomer is a metaphor
I know what they have to answer for
No one wants to see them anymore
Now please just go away

Pillow time
Time for you to go to back to the nothing you used to be from

I know who still thinks they’re wonderful
I know who is insufferable
I know death is non-refundable
Hush now and go away

Pillow time
Every generation is another generation’s end

DISCUSS ON SG


The Good Boomer

VD: We don’t need another Boomer. I disavow @mitchellvii.

BOOMER: Now now…remember, boomers are the most gaslit, Bernays’d generation in human history. Many of us are good people. #CaseByCaseBasis

VD: You are good people. That’s why you get the special super-soft pillow.

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Just Go, Boomer

What is it about Boomers and Gammas that they can’t simply shut up and go away in peace. They always have to make some sort of formal announcement before flouncing away, just to make sure that everyone is aware that the Special Boy’s specialness will no longer be available to them.

On October 19th, I will be deleting my Gab account. If you still want to follow me, I’ll be at http://gettr.com/user/mitchellvii.

Sorry, but I just can’t hang with the negativity here.

I’ll have more followers on GETTR in a month than I have here – and they will be optimistic patriots ready to work for 2022!

I don’t belong here.

I’m out. Please follow me on http://gettr.com/user/mitchellvii

This was my second response. My first response, of course, was: “who is Bill Mitchell?” To which I discovered the answer was “Boomercon grifter”. This made me laugh. He should probably stay away from the chans too, as Facebook is clearly more his style.

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Stop, Boomer

Boomer Patrol is back with another lethal track. You can listen to it over on Soundcloud.

There’s something happenin’ here

And it fills every Boomer with fear

There’s a man with a pillow right there

So you know, you’ve got to beware

Think it’s time you

Stop, Boomer

What’s that sound?

Everybody knows what’s coming down

There’s battle lines being drawn

They got the right to say the Boomers were wrong

Young people speaking their rage

Gettin’ so much resistance to turnin’ the page

Think it’s time you

Stop, Boomer

What’s that sound?

Everybody knows what’s coming down

What kind of thoughts go through their heads

A million Boomers in their beds

Holdin’ on to a dyin’ gestalt

They all say, it wasn’t my fault

It’s time you

Stop, Boomer

What’s that sound?

Everybody knows what’s coming down

Trepidation strikes deep

Of promises the Reaper will keep

It ends when you’re always afraid

Eventually the pillows come and take you away

Stop, Boomer, BOOMER PATROL

DISCUSS ON SG


You Shouldn’t Hate Us

Of all the Boomers that ever Boomed, this Boomer has written what appears to be the most Boomeriffic editorial to ever appear in print.

Baby boomers who cried “Don’t Trust Anyone Over 30” during the Vietnam War should be scared to death of millennials. Because, at least among the Twitterati, they hate us — they really, really hate us.

Last week I took a beating from younger readers over an essay I wrote lamenting the decline of the “power lunch.” Although it only partly blamed the phenomenon on millennial habits — e.g., preferring avocado and kale to beef and baked potatoes — hundreds of thousands on Twitter either posted or retweeted such insults as “Old man yells at lunch table” (I’m 69), “What’s it like to be an antique?” and “We’re the ones doing the actual lunches while you’re having three-martini lunches.”

Millennials (and to some extent their Gen-X and Gen-Z brethren) hate their elders with a ferocity never before seen in our culture. Egged on by the media-savvy likes of 16-year-old Greta Thunberg, they blame prolonged heat waves on boomers who supposedly stood by and cheered as the Earth went up in flames. The phrase “OK BOOMER” has now become young people’s “repeated retort to the problem of older people who just don’t get it,” marking “the end of friendly generational relations,” The New York Times declared last week. According to the article, a teen designer has already sold $10,000 worth of sweatshirts with the “OK BOOMER” slogan repeated many times on the front, ending with the line, “Have a terrible day.”

Generation gaps will always be with us. Historian Marc Wortman found a generational split over sending young men off to war way back in 1941. But unlike those of us who came of age in the 1960s-early 1970s, who merely disapproved of our elders’ “colonialist” wars and shag rugs, millennials (born between 1980-1994) can’t stand the air we boomers breathe.

Too many millennials whine that their complacent elders bequeathed them a rotten America and a rotten world — economic malaise that will leave them with lousier lives than their parents and a planet on fire from climate change. But if they spent more time studying actual history, which can’t easily be found on iPhones, they’d know that boomers were, and remain, the most socially and environmentally conscious generation America ever has ever known.

It’s hilarious, and ever-so-typical, that the Boomer STILL doesn’t realize that Generation X hates the Boomers far more than the Millennials ever have or than the Zoomers ever will. This Boomer will literally go to his grave completely bewildered by the fact that literally none of the younger generations think he’s cool, look up to him, respect him, or even like him a tiny little bit. If he thinks the Millennial hatred for Boomers is extreme, well, let’s just say he’s going to need a considerably bigger adjective to reasonably describe Generation X’s opinion of them.

It’s incredible, and yet ever-so-typical, that he actually thinks it is whining for the younger generations to object in any way to having had both their nation and their world destroyed by a wicked generation that aggressively devalued the very faith, traditions, and morals on which both were resting. He doesn’t realize that Boomers being “the most socially and environmentally conscious generation America ever has ever known” isn’t an excuse or a defense, it’s an unwitting confession of guilt.

I’d give him six of five pillows for this one, just to be sure.

DISCUSS ON SG


Ain’t No Boomer Like A Gab Boomer

“No one will be part of the New World Order unless he carries out an act of worship to Lucifer. No one will enter the New Age unless he receives Luciferian initiation.”
—David Spangler, 1978

The vaccine is not, to the best of my knowledge, the Biblical Mark of the Beast. The Beast has not yet revealed himself. But the act of receiving the vaccine does appear to be submission to, and participation in, a Luciferian initiation rite.

God knows what is in a man’s heart. But Satan doesn’t care, he just wants your submission.

When we were attacked in world war 2, we rolled up our sleeves and beat the Nazis and Japanese by working together as a country. Today, we have a virus that can kill people and all we have to do is get a simple shot, backed by science, and you pussies are too afraid to get it. Fucking communist cowards.

Ok Boomer. Enjoy your heart attack.

DISCUSS ON SG


Taking Care of Boomers

You get up every day

And you hear the Boomers play another

Double shot of Beatles and the Stones

You’re sick of their oppression

And the endless self-obsession

Here’s your chance, so go make your bones

Now you know the train is fine

Visitors are out by nine

Ain’t no one gonna get in your way

If you ever start to doubt

Look at me I’m chilling out

I love to work with Boomers all day

And I’ll be

Taking care of Boomers (every night)

Taking care of Boomers (it’s all right)

I’ve been taking care of Boomers (don’t you know)

Taking care of Boomers and working my pillow

Hush now

Now as a nursing house keeper

You could be a Grim Reaper

You just have to find the right pillow

Go and get yourself a cushion

Drop it down and start pushing

It won’t take you long to make ‘em mellow

Send ‘em to a better place

With a smile on your face

We just help them out of the way

What the hell you waiting for

You’ll be coming back for more

We love to work with Boomers all day

And we’ve been

Taking care of Boomers (every night)

Taking care of Boomers (it’s all right)

We’ve been taking care of Boomers (don’t you know)

Taking care of Boomers and working my pillow

Take good care of those Boomers

We’ll put some nice flowers on their graves

You’re ready for the action

And you’ve got the satisfaction

Of knowing that you’re shutting ‘em down

It feels so right it can’t be wrong

And it won’t take very long

Not a one, will make a sound

Once you’re done it’s time to roll

No need to hurry take it slow

Ain’t nothing gonna get in your way

If you ever start to doubt

Look at me I’m chilling out

I love to work with Boomers all day

DISCUSS ON SG