the mickey mouse club


Who’s the leader of the Club that’s made for you and me…

M-I-C     K- E- Y

M-O-U-S-E

I’ve made the mistake of watching the Senate as it goes through the histrionics of repealing the Affordable Care Act for the gazillionth. time. Yesterday, I had the nagging suspicion I had seen this played out somewhere else before.

Attention, Baby Boomers from the 1950s. Sing along with me.

If you can remember the fun and games afternoons with Mickey and the gang,

you have a great memory

we had our clubhouse –

just like the US Senate has today

our Head Mouseketeer Jimmie was a

lot more fun than the new

Senate Head Mouseketeer Mitch

If only our Senators were as congenial as Mickey and Minnie, I wonder what could get done?

 We need more women in the new Senate Club

The new Senate Club represents

the best interests of all the people in the country,

wouldn’t you think?

sigh…Disney was a deal-maker, too…

And now it’s time to say goodbye to all our fam-i- ly

M-I-C see you real soon

K-E-Y   why? because we like you!

M-O-U-S-E

Most of these Senators can remember the Mickey Mouse Club of yesteryear – maybe some of them were even card-carrying members like me – but they’ve forgotten Head Mouseketeer Jimmie’s admonitions to treat each other with respect and kindness. The new Club thrives on disrespect and meanness. The new Head Mouseketeer Mitch has gotten lost in a wilderness of wheeling and dealing that will cost many Americans the opportunity for adequate health care.

Pretty is one of those Americans who has health insurance through the Affordable Care Act and will have none if it’s repealed. Multiply that by 32 million lives. I can’t. I can’t even imagine the ultimate price for the possibilities being discussed on the floor of the Senate today.

Maybe that’s why I’ve resorted to tunes from the years when my best friends were Spin and Marty.

P.S. The views expressed today in no way reflect the views of Mickey and Minnie Mouse or any of the Mouseketeers pictured. The pictures are copyrighted by the Disney Company more than 60 years ago.

 

 

About Sheila Morris

Sheila Morris is an essayist with humorist tendencies who periodically indulges her desires to write outside her genre by trying to write fiction and poetry. In December, 2017, the University of South Carolina Press is publishing her collection of first-person accounts of the people primarily responsible for the development of LGBT organizations in South Carolina. Southern Perspectives on the Queer Movement: Committed to Home will resonate with everyone interested in LGBT history in the South during the tumultuous times from the AIDS pandemic to marriage equality. She has published four nonfiction books including two memoirs, an essay compilation and a group of her favorite blogs from I'll Call It Like I See It. Her first book, Deep in the Heart: A Memoir of Love and Longing received a Golden Crown Literary Society Award in 2008. Her writings have been included in various anthologies - most recently the 2017 Saints and Sinners Literary Magazine. She is a displaced Texan living in South Carolina with her wife Teresa Williams and their dogs Spike and Charly. Her Texas roots are never too far from her thoughts.
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9 Responses to the mickey mouse club

  1. Susanne says:

    I’m following the story in the “failing” New York Times. As a lucky Canadian who has free access to healthcare, I am absolutely gobsmacked at what is happening. It defies reason.

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  2. Luanne @ TFK says:

    Ugh. Gobsmacked is right. On a related note, not to criticize the elderly at all, but life has its stages and sometimes there is a reason to move on and let younger people in the door. A lot of congress members were probably introduced to the MM club by their kids.
    To distract you from the horrible realities, I will tell you a silly little thing: when I was in kindergarten I stayed with grandma and grandpa during the day because mom and dad both worked. I have a very vivid memory of standing in their neighbor’s living room, waiting for my friend to get ready to walk to school, and the MM club was on the TV. Why would it have been on while kids had to go to school? We couldn’t get it at our house because our little TV couldn’t get ABC at all. We only got CBS and NBC for years and years. Anyway, when I look it up I see that it stopped at 1959, but I was in kindergarten in 1960. Why do I have this memory? I remember being seethingly jealous that they could see the MM club and I could never watch it! Sorry for highjacking your very serious post, Sheila!

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    • I don’t feel hijacked at all, Luanne. Don’t we hope our readers of whatever we write and publish anywhere get reminded of a memory of their own? I love the story of your wishing you could see the MM club – I can’t imagine why it would have been broadcast during school hours. Most un-Disneylike. Poor you with no ABC. Come to think of it, I don’t believe we had ABC for a while either. Hm.
      Thanks for reading and remembering.

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  3. Thank goodness for two very strong women, Murkowski and Collins. McCain has nothing to lose, but they could lose everything political they worked so hard to attain. They moved the cheese for the mouse boys!!

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    • Right on, Sister. This is exactly the case. Thank goodness for Murkowski and Collins, the unsung heroes who will be held accountable by their voters. I appreciated McCain’s vote, but I am eternally grateful to these two women who have consistently stood for the good of the masses without apology.

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  4. My humans stayed up late to watch the vote a couple of nights ago, and they cheered for all the Prettys in our great nation who are covered by the ACA. P.S. Tallulah and I were a little miffed by the late night, the human pacing, and then the relieved cheers . . . but it was for a good cause.

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    • We stayed up too. Miss Poppy and Cassie Potatoes were not pleased by their pet monkey’s restlessness. The Senate women are strong, and even if McCain didn’t pull through, I would have still cheered their courage.

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    • It was, indeed, a late night. I’m afraid we weren’t awake for the final vote at our casita, but it makes us happy to know our friends in NOLA kept hope alive for us. Thank you, Miss Harper Lee. You’re the best!

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