Meeting frustration, stagflation and political malaze, I have determined what I need.
I want to attend a swell party.
I want to dance, harmonize, and wear a ball gown. Not a Victorian party, no sir. I want to attend the fluffy-feather-footed black tie affair from "High Society" with Grace Kelly, Bing Crosby. Celeste Holm and Frank Sinatra. I want to hear about dear Blanche who got caught in an avalanche. I want to be pinched in the As-ter-bar. hee hee What a swell party this is.
Now wouldn't that be fun?!