HBO Real Time Guests: Friday Feb. 15, 2013... Robert Zimmerman

[CatWoman]

The Interview:



Robert Zimmerman is the brother of George Zimmerman, who has been accused of second-degree murder in the shooting of Florida teenager Trayvon Martin.



The Panel:



Donna Brazile is a Democratic strategist, contributor to ABC News and CNN, and the Vice Chairwoman of the Democratic National Committee. This week she wrote an article outlining the GOP’s efforts to "restart, reform and rebrand."



Jon Meacham is executive editor and executive vice president at Random House and the author of Thomas Jefferson: The Art of Power. Read his contribution to the TIME cover story on the papal resignation here.



Jamie Weinstein is senior editor of The Daily Caller. He recently called on the GOP to "steal the cause" of marijuana legalization from the Democrats and make it their own.

[WCGreen]

1. I thought it was going to be Bob Dylan

[pinboy3niner]

3. Message from Bob:

[postulater]

4. Me too. I was about to subscribe to HBO just for that. Damn.

Come you masters of war
You that build all the guns
You that build the death planes
You that build all the bombs
You that hide behind walls
You that hide behind desks
I just want you to know
I can see through your masks.

You that never done nothin'
But build to destroy
You play with my world
Like it's your little toy
You put a gun in my hand
And you hide from my eyes
And you turn and run farther
When the fast bullets fly.

Like Judas of old
You lie and deceive
A world war can be won
You want me to believe
But I see through your eyes
And I see through your brain
Like I see through the water
That runs down my drain.

You fasten all the triggers
For the others to fire
Then you set back and watch
When the death count gets higher
You hide in your mansion'
As young people's blood
Flows out of their bodies
And is buried in the mud.

You've thrown the worst fear
That can ever be hurled
Fear to bring children
Into the world
For threatening my baby
Unborn and unnamed
You ain't worth the blood
That runs in your veins.

How much do I know
To talk out of turn
You might say that I'm young
You might say I'm unlearned
But there's one thing I know
Though I'm younger than you
That even Jesus would never
Forgive what you do.

Let me ask you one question
Is your money that good
Will it buy you forgiveness
Do you think that it could
I think you will find
When your death takes its toll
All the money you made
Will never buy back your soul.

And I hope that you die
And your death'll come soon
I will follow your casket
In the pale afternoon
And I'll watch while you're lowered
Down to your deathbed
And I'll stand over your grave
'Til I'm sure that you're dead.

[City Lights]

6. Haha, me too! eom

[JI7]

2. what the fuck is he on there for ?

talking specifically about the thug brother case or is he some pundit type now ?

[MADem]

5. That'll be a train wreck. I see a "charm offensive" brewing...and that is mostly

"offensive" to my mind.