I immediately did some cranking: cranked down the window, cranked up the air conditioning (it was 85 F outside), and cranked up the volume to DEAFENING. Oh, and sang at the top of my lungs.
Passing motorists must have thought I was nuts. Perhaps I am.
Then I thought about what other classic tunes I would do the same for. One that immediately came to mind was this gem from Steppenwolf (again, link here if the embed playeth not):
As above, the routine is to crank thusly:
--Air conditioning: UP
--Singing: WITH ALL I HAVE
With the presidential primary circus ongoing, my confidence in the political system coming up with a leader who truly puts the people first rather than "the establishment" is pretty much nil.
So, heed the words of The Who above:
There's nothing in the streets
Looks any different to me
And the slogans are replaced, by-the-bye
And the parting on the left
Are now parting on the right
And the beards have all grown longer overnight
I'll tip my hat to the new constitution
Take a bow for the new revolution
Smile and grin at the change all around
Pick up my guitar and play
Just like yesterday
Then I'll get on my knees and pray
We don't get fooled again
Don't get fooled again