The Defence of Winchester

[Russell Kanning]

Can you play the roll of you, me, and the secretary of state in the movie?:-)

[Jim Johnson]

Can you play the roll of you, me, and the secretary of state in the movie?:-)

As it necessary, so shall I be honored.

[Russell Kanning]

Do we declare war or do a preemptive strike

[Jim Johnson]

We should avoid a direct conflict, since there the only ones with tank.

I'm thinking there should be a really long period of negotiation... with a lot of stamping of the feet and crying about how children are suffering.  Then if they don't come across with enough aid we can blow up another rocket on our launch pad.

[Sam A. Robrin]

There are, y'know, songs....
Here are a contrafactum and an original, both of the same title:

THANKS BUT NO TANKS  ("Joy to the World"—Three Dog Night)
COPYRIGHT F 2012 by Sam A. Robrin.  Creative Commons, blah, blah, woof, woof.   Go ahead and use it (hey, I lifted the melody), but if you make a little money on it, I want some!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TMsZGwf6o_w

City council wants a BEARCAT.
            Uncle gives 'em out for free.
      They're telling us that it's to catch the terrorists,
            But they've set their sights on you and me.
            They'll be using it on you and me.

                  So we're singing:

      CHORUS:
      Thanks—but no tanks.
      Those things don't shoot blanks!
      Thank you for nothing, every bureaucrat!
      Thanks, but no BEARcat.

The cops can do just what they please—
            They're backed by City Hall.
      They take laws, break them, or make them up
            Like there's no law at all.

      CHORUS

You rule by whim, and not law,
            Like Orwell's 1984.
      Getting an assault vehicle makes that clear.
            It's time to say "No more!"
            We won't take—or give!—any more!

      CHORUS

      CHORUS

      CHORUS

      CHORUS








THANKS, BUT NO TANKS
COPYRIGHT F 2012 by Sam A. Robrin.  Creative Commons, blah, blah, woof, woof.   Go ahead and use it, but if you make a little money on it, I want some!

You want a BEARCAT?  Thanks, but no tanks.

You say it's for rescue—Then tell us: How come it
Looks more as though we'll all need rescuing from it?
"Ballistic"?  That's bullets!  "Armored Response"?
You toss off the words with such glib nonchalance.
That turret attachment won't be shooting blanks.
Now you want a BEARCAT—Thanks, but no tanks.

You've got Tasers and nightsticks, guns, pepper-spray;
Immunity from all results of foul play.
Cops can find pretext for any arrest;
The courts collude with them—[SPOKEN—loudly, by all to whom it applies:] as we can attest!
We don't get free bail-outs, unlike the banks.
Now you want a BEARCAT—Thanks, but no tanks.

   Jose Guerena was rescued by one—
   Just ask his widow and fatherless son.
   How many more must die till you admit
   An army's invading—the government's it.

You say you fight terror—you terrorize us:
You're arming against us—so what's to discuss?
We don't want to fight, but you leave us no choice.
Before we raise weapons, we're raising our voice.
The People come first, you say?  Well—pulling rank's
How we'll stop that BEARCAT—Thanks, but no tanks.



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[Sam A. Robrin]

Some stirring martial music:

STOP THE B.E.A.R.!  ("Over There"—George M. Cohan)
COPYRIGHT D 2012 by Sam A. Robrin.  Creative Commons, blah, blah, woof, woof.   Go ahead and use it (hey, I lifted the melody), but if you make a little money on it, I want some!
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=B6hRDS3LvQQ

BEARCATS will attack, will attack, will attack!
BEARCATS fire flak, fire flak, fire flak!
                  Killing, maiming anyone—
                  Cops all think that's lots of fun.
      Nighttime on your block—
      Three o'clock—
      There's a knock.
            Breaking your front door
            With a roar:
            "On the floor!"
      Maybe it's the wrong address—
      Still, they'll bill you for the mess ...

         CHORUS:
         Stop the BEAR!
         Stop the BEAR!
               Many thanks,
               But no tanks,
         Stop the BEAR!
            A police state's coming,
            Increased hate's coming.
            Some dumb scum scrumming
         Through the Square,
            Where they'll scare
            People there,
                     Confident
                     We'll relent,
            And won't care.
            Well, we're watching—We'll be CopWatching,
            And we won't stop, cops, till you drop it—Stop the BEAR!
                                 [Repeat CHORUS]

   BEARCATS will attack, will attack, will attack!
   BEARCATS are impacting a track to blow back.
                     Waging war on citizens.
                     Government's not law's, but men's.
         Read your history:
         Liberty
         Isn't free.
               History insists
                  We resist
               Terrorists
            We won't live in fear and doubt.
         Tell the tyrants: BEARCATs out!

         CHORUS

More stirring martial music:

BEARCAT'S PICNIC  ("The Teddy Bears' Picnic")
COPYRIGHT N 2012 by Sam A. Robrin.  Creative Commons, blah, blah, woof, woof.   Go ahead and use it (hey, I lifted the melody), but if you make a little money on it, I want some!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6S_eKvc2PgQ

Ballistic Engineered Armored Re-
      sponse Counter Attack Truck's here,
Engineering its armory
      To keep us in line with fear.
   They say it's needed for rescuing
   (Believing we'll believe anything...)
      The BEARCAT's here to roll right over our freedom!

   The LenCo video goes to show
         The havoc this thing can wreak.
   The YouTube viewership mushroomed so
         That it was withdrawn that week
         The cops all love to beat and destroy--
      So let's reward them with a new toy
         The BEARCAT's here to roll right over our freedom!

         Free-for-all for government!
         The people's government
               Is making war on the people now.
                     Bash them,
                     Smash them
         On cement!
               The press will place the blame on them somehow.
                           They'll be knocked out, cuffed, and chained,
                           Indefinitely detained,
         We'll never know where they went--
                                 Throughout the land, the weirdos and rebels
                                 Will learn not to resist
         Because they need and love the government.

      Ballistic Engineered Armored Re-
            sponse Counter Attack Truck's come
      Firing sound rays to harm our re-
            dress with pandemonium.
         Protecting, serving us as it shreds
         We, the people, beneath its treads.
              The BEARCAT's here to roll right over our freedom!

[Russell Kanning]

Maybe we can start by hinting that we are looking to enrich our heavy elements

[Jim Johnson]

Maybe we can start by hinting that we are looking to enrich our heavy elements

You mean by inviting their collage women folk down here for a hayride.

[Russell Kanning]

Thems fightin words

[Kat Kanning]

I found some collage women for you.

[Jim Johnson]

We'll invites'em all!

[Russell Kanning]

Watch out for drone planes

[Tom Sawyer]

Well, Concord is getting a Bearcat, Concord City Council accepts grant for BearCat vehicle

When will Winchestershire step up to the owning a tank club?

[Pat K]

They are holding out for a stealth bomber.

[Jim Johnson]

Control the high ground!