We are a commune of inquiring, skeptical, politically centrist, capitalist, anglophile, traditionalist New England Yankee humans, humanoids, and animals with many interests beyond and above politics. Each of us has had a high-school education (or GED), but all had ADD so didn't pay attention very well, especially the dogs. Each one of us does "try my best to be just like I am," and none of us enjoys working for others, including for Maggie, from whom we receive neither a nickel nor a dime. Freedom from nags, cranks, government, do-gooders, control-freaks and idiots is all that we ask for.
I'll remember you When I've forgotten all the rest, You to me were true, You to me were the best. When there is no more, You cut to the core Quicker than anyone I knew. When I'm all alone In the great unknown, I'll remember you.
I'll remember you At the end of the trail, I had so much left to do, I had so little time to fail. There's some people that You don't forget, Even though you've only seen'm One time or two. When the roses fade And I'm in the shade, I'll remember you.
BD..I've been listening to Dylan since the very early sixties...the guy is vocally challenged, severaly vocally challenged...he didn't make it on his voice but on his anti establishment lyrics which dovetailed nicely with the humor of Lenny bruce and the politics of Saul Alinsky.
"There are two misconceptions held by many Americans. The first is that communism ceased to be a threat when the Soviet Union imploded. The second is that the New Left of the Sixties collapsed and disappeared as well. "The Sixties are dead," wrote columnist George Will ("Slamming the Doors," Newsweek, Mar. 25, 1991" (more)