Music Monday: Lazarus

On September 19, 2014, I wrote the following on IPR:

New York City — my old stomping grounds — a modern day $odom and Gomorrah — the sewers are cleaner than the streets — the Republican Party owns a suite in Trump Tower where they put on Burlesque shows every Thursday night. It’s nothing to worry about. Libertarians are fine.

“Come on up for the rising”

Years later, David Bowie released this song, with the title of my name (Lazarus) and a passage mirroring what I wrote above:

By the time I got to New York (my old stomping grounds)

I was living like a king (a suite in Trump Tower)

Then I used up all my money (a modern day $odom and Gomorrah)

I was looking for your ass (Burlesque shows)

This way or no way (It’s nothing to worry about)

You know, I’ll be free (Libertarians are fine)

Just like that bluebird (Come on up for the rising)

Now ain’t that just like me (Lazarus)

Did I inspire Bowie to write this song?  Maybe.  The thematic similarities between the song and my blurb on IPR cannot be denied.  Plus, the blurb was written before Bowie wrote the song.  Perhaps most telling, I used the name “Lazarus the Great” as the author of the blurb, while the title of the song is “Lazarus” even though this name is not mentioned in the song (it is an allusion to the story in the Gospel of John of Jesus rising Lazarus of Bethany from the dead).  There is a strong possibility Bowie read my post and then wrote the song (or at least the passage above) in response.

Kareem Caliente calls my 2014 blurb “prescient” not only because of its foreshadowing of “Lazarus” but because I made the connection between the Republican Party and Donald Trump before anyone had any idea he would run for President, much less become the Republican Party presidential nominee and President itself.  Perhaps with the sarcastic tone of the final two sentences I foresaw the death of Libertarianism (as Nathan Norman declared last week), and then with reference to the Springsteen song “The Rising,” I saw the rise of the Alt-Right from the corpse of Libertarianism, just like Lazarus.

Maybe I’m a prophet.  Or maybe I’m just lucky.

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