Pete Seeger Sings 'Waist Deep In The Big Muddy' For UUA President Peter Morales, UUA Moderator Jim Key And ALL UUA Trustees. . .

American icon and famous Unitarian Universalist folk singer Pete Seeger left this mortal coil yesterday. His folk song 'Waist Deep In The Big Muddy' is SO applicable to how the Rev. Peter Morales administration incredibly foolishly overplayed its hand by falsely accusing me of the archaic crime of blasphemous libel in June of 2012, and has yet to responsibly change its Bat Shit Crazy course of legal action, that I am posting the lyrics of Pete Seeger's 'Waist Deep In The Big Muddy' intact with no changes whatsoever, but with pertinent links to online information about how the UUA is in over its head when it comes to institutional denial of UU clergy misconduct of all kinds including, its denial that certain ministers of the Unitarian Universalist Association not only "engage in such despicable crimes as pedophilia and rape", but have actually been convicted of pedophilia or rape.

It was back in nineteen forty-two,
I was a member of a good platoon.
We were on maneuvers in-a Loozianna,
One night by the light of the moon.
The captain told us to ford a river,
That's how it all begun.
We were -- knee deep in the Big Muddy,
But the big fool said to push on.

The Sergeant said, "Sir, are you sure,
This is the best way back to the base?"
"Sergeant, go on! I forded this river
'Bout a mile above this place.
It'll be a little soggy but just keep slogging.
We'll soon be on dry ground."
We were -- waist deep in the Big Muddy
And the big fool said to push on.

The Sergeant said, "Sir, with all this equipment
No man will be able to swim."
"Sergeant, don't be a Nervous Nellie,"
The Captain said to him.
"All we need is a little determination;
Men, follow me, I'll lead on."
We were -- neck deep in the Big Muddy
And the big fool said to push on.

All at once, the moon clouded over,
We heard a gurgling cry.
A few seconds later, the captain's helmet
Was all that floated by.
The Sergeant said, "Turn around men!
I'm in charge from now on."
And we just made it out of the Big Muddy
With the captain dead and gone.

We stripped and dived and found his body
Stuck in the old quicksand.
I guess he didn't know that the water was deeper
Than the place he'd once before been.
Another stream had joined the Big Muddy
'Bout a half mile from where we'd gone.
We were lucky to escape from the Big Muddy
When the big fool said to push on.

Well, I'm not going to point any moral;
I'll leave that for yourself
Maybe you're still walking, you're still talking
You'd like to keep your health.
But every time I read the papers
That old feeling comes on;
We're -- waist deep in the Big Muddy
And the big fool says to push on.

Waist deep in the Big Muddy
And the big fool says to push on.
Waist deep in the Big Muddy
And the big fool says to push on.
Waist deep! Neck deep! Soon even a
Tall man'll be over his head, we're
Waist deep in the Big Muddy!
And the big fool says to push on!