I’ve been musing about President Obama, his Kansas mom and the amazing 155 tornadoes accompanying his dramatic birth certificate announcement on April 27. And about Prince William and his “fairy tale wedding” to "Hecate" - the witch of the underworld. I began wondering if Obama and William haven’t somehow “escorted” us over the rainbow to a world much like Oz - the subconscious made ‘flesh’. The place where dreams come true.
Obamothy goes over the rainbow. His White House lands in Oz and immediately kills his "Wicked Witch of the East", or his “Miss Gulch” (Miss Abyss, Miss Ibis). Miss Gulch represent Dorothy’s conscious perception of the adversary, her own shadow. Once she arrives in Oz, she is in the land of the subconscious, so her conscious shadow “dies”. This is not so much a death but a transformation - Miss Gulch becomes the Wicked Witch.
Osama Bin Laden is our collective conscious “shadow”. He (Miss Gulch) died when Obamothy (and all of us) arrived in Oz - “awakening”, in the dreaming mind.
“Wake up - sleepy head, rub your eyes, get out of bed.”Ding Dong! The Witch is dead.
Which old Witch? The Wicked Witch!
Ding Dong! The Wicked Witch is dead.
Wake up - sleepy head, rub your eyes, get out of bed.
Wake up, the Wicked Witch is dead.
She's gone where the goblins go, Below - below - below.
Yo-ho, let's open up and sing and ring the bells out.
Ding Dong' the merry-oh, sing it high, sing it low.
Let them know the Wicked Witch is dead!
Canny Munchkins demand proof of death
Mayor: As Mayor of the Munchkin City,
In the County of the Land of Oz,
I welcome you most regally.
Barrister: But we've got to verify it leeegally, to see...
Mayor: To see?
Barrister: If she...
Mayor : If she?
Barrister: Is morally, ethically
Father No.1: Spiritually, physically
Father No. 2: Positively, absolutely
Munchkins: Undeniably and reliably Dead!
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So that’s basically where we are right now. We’ll soon get around to certifying the death of our shadow:
Coroner: As Coroner I must aver, I thoroughly examined her.
And she's not only merely dead, she's really most sincerely dead.
Mayor: Then this is a day of Independence For all the Munchkins and their descendants.
Barrister: If any.
Mayor: Yes, let the joyous news be spread The wicked Old Witch at last id dead!
Editor’s note: “at last ID dead” is a serendipitous typo from the lyrics site from which it was copied.
As the Munchkins soon learn to their dismay, the shadow isn’t dead after all.
"I thought you said she was dead!"
“That's her sister. She’s worse than the other one was!”
OK. This sucks. We all get to go "down under" and meet our collective shadow. Am I the only one afraid of the Wicked Witch of the West in all of Munchkin Land? Honestly, this is not gonna be easy, Navy SEALs squirt guns (pails of water) not withstanding.
On the other hand, we're at the very beginning of the yellow brick road, and this is going to be quite the journey. As long as I'm in the land of 'Dreams Come True', I think I'll go check out a few gay bars and bath houses along the way - I have a few personal dreams I'd like to see come true.
I'll meet y'all at the Witch's Castle, but this is a big new world, and I intend to go cross country. Have ruby slippers, will travel.