When people like that Blot on the landscape criticise young people like Greta Thunberg for trying to save the planet I feel like nothing’s changed since the sixties…
What arrogant tossers we were in the sixties thinking that we’d make the world a better place… But at least we tried before we all gave up and voted in the conservatives!
Actually I’m now actually in my sixties so I have a bit of perspective on the decade of free love and…
Well, I sort of missed the sixties because I was just a wee bit too young to take advantage of all that free love although I am old enough to remember Crosby, Stills, Nash and Young singing:
We can change the world
Re-arrange the world
It’s dying … to get better
Actually now it’s just dying… Although I have made the point many, many times that the world will continue on. We’re just ensuring our own extinction along with several other species… The cockroaches will survive. The Kochbrothers clearly aren’t as resilient… Nor as appealing.
Yep, the sixties when anyone over thirty was dead and Timothy Leary exorted us to “Turn on, Tune in, and drop out…”
How did that song go again? And why did we need to go to Chicago? Who were the Chicago 7? And who was the brother bound and gagged?
Though your brother’s bound and gagged
And they’ve chained him to a chair
Won’t you please come to Chicago
Just to singIn a land that’s known as freedom
How can such a thing be fair
Won’t you please come to Chicago
For the help that we can bringWe can change the world
Re-arrange the world
It’s dying … to get betterPoliticians sit yourselves down
There’s nothing for you here
Won’t you please come to Chicago
For a rideDon’t ask Jack to help you
‘Cause he’ll turn the other ear
Won’t you please come to Chicago
Or else join the other sideWe can change the world
Re-arrange the world
It’s dying … if you believe in justice
It’s dying … and if you believe in freedom
It’s dying … let a man live his own life
It’s dying … rules and regulations, who needs them
Open up the doorSomehow people must be free
I hope the day comes soon
Won’t you please come to Chicago
Show your faceFrom the bottom of the ocean
To the mountains on the moon
Won’t you please come to Chicago
No one else can take your place
Yep, history is written by the winners. Although I must confess that I suspect that were Trump to have his way and we start nuking hurricanes, history won’t be written by anyone at all.
Maybe the cockroaches…
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