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"It’s a funny song for a play-out song ― a drowsy ballad about drugs in Chelsea! It’s kind of weird. He couldn’t be persuaded to use something else."

Said Mick Jagger about Trump's use of the old Stones song "You Can't Always Get What You Want."

That's quoted in a HuffPo article that forefronts something Keith Richards said, telling a tale that dates back to 1989, when Trump as the promoter of the Stones' Atlantic City concerts had put his own name in larger letters than band's name:

“I got out my trusty blade, stuck it in the table and said: ‘You have to get rid of this man!’ Now America has to get rid of him. Don’t say I didn’t warn you!”

How did it ever happen that Keith Richards became the attention-getter over Mick Jagger? But here we see it again. Let's talk about Keith and put Mick as the afterthought. And of course it's not surprising to see the violent ideation with the flashy knife gesture getting preference over the musing about the song.

But I'm more interested in the song and Mick's puzzlement about Trump's persistent use of it to end his raucous rallies. It's such an odd mood switch — to talk the way Trump does about bigness and greatness and to bring out such cheering and enthusiasm and then to play "You Can't Always Get What You Want," like it was all for nothing. He was just winding you up.

I keep expecting that one day, when Trump's accomplishments are listed and he's asked where all those great things you promised the people, he's going to say I always put it out there in plain sight for you.

A religion-flaunting speaker might have said — after all those visions of future greatness — "God willing." The pop-culture man had Mick Jagger singing it: You Can't Always Get What You Want.

In this new interview, Mick points out that the song is about drugs, but you have to wait until verse 3 to get your drugs:

I went down to the Chelsea drugstore
To get your prescription filled
I was standing in line with Mr. Jimmy
And man, did he look pretty ill
We decided that we would have a soda
My favorite flavor, cherry red
I sung my song to Mr. Jimmy
Yeah, and he said one word to me, and that was "dead"

Drugs and soda. Red soda, presaging blood.

But the song begins with wine:

I saw her today at the reception
A glass of wine in her hand
I knew she would meet her connection
At her feet was a footloose man

We know Trump doesn't drink or use drugs and never has, so it's striking that he favors this song that begins with the woman with the glass of wine in her hand (and a plan, it seems, to mix drugs with that alcohol). But not wanting to consume substances doesn't mean you disapprove of the woman's impairing herself.

My favorite verse is verse 2, which begins with a line that I've used a few times as a post title:

And I went down to the demonstration
To get my fair share of abuse
Singing, "We're going to vent our frustration
If we don't, we're going to blow a 50-amp fuse"

Here's this song at the rally, which is more or less a demonstration. Maybe Trump identifies with that "I." Here's this crowd, frustrated, about to blow a fuse, and I arrive, but I'm not like those people. I'm not the frustrated, about-to-blow people, but I am here, and I experience the scene as abuse. "Fair share" is a comical thing to say about abuse. Why do you think you haven't been abused enough yet? Maybe you've lived too comfortable a life. You're above it all. But the people are roiling and angry. So you go there. You expose yourself to it. It's your fair share of abuse.

Verse 4 cycles us back to the reception, and now it's not wine in the woman's glass — it's "a bleeding man."

I saw her today at the reception
In her glass was a bleeding man
She was practiced at the art of deception
Well I could tell by her blood-stained hands

Is it Trump, punctured by Keith's trusty blade? Is it Jimmy with the cherry soda and the one word, "dead"? Is it the man abused at the demonstration? Is it the men the woman has ruined? Or all men, ruined by Woman (those deceptive creatures)?

It's so weird that Trump associates himself with this material — blood, drugs, alcohol, the blind anger of crowds, murderously deceptive women. It cannot be that he doesn't know those lyrics. They're so far from anything that feels traditionally presidential.

It's possible that the chorus is simply so important, it's all worth it. But why?

You can't always get what you want
You can't always get what you want
You can't always get what you want
But if you try sometimes, you just might find
You just might find you get what you need 

To me, this message, played at the end of a political rally, feels like a critique of all politics. Yes, I've stood here and promised the sky, but you must realize you might not get it, and what you get may even be preferable. You're feeling your wants, and I'm stoking your wants, but I might have something else in mind, something that I think is good enough for you or actually better than what you want. And you really shouldn't be taking those drugs and drinking that wine or even drinking that soda. What kind of a thinking adult are you anyway, preferring "cherry red" soda? Grow up. You've had your fun at my rousing rally. Now, straighten up and try to see that what you're getting as all that you really need.

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