Click on the headline to link to the Bob Feldman Music Blog( for lack of a better name) on My Space.
Markin comment:
This is great stuff for any music aficionado, especially of folk, social protest, and roots music. I am going to be "stealing" entries off of this site periodically but you should be checking it out yourselves. Kudos, Bob Feldman.
This space is dedicated to the proposition that we need to know the history of the struggles on the left and of earlier progressive movements here and world-wide. If we can learn from the mistakes made in the past (as well as what went right) we can move forward in the future to create a more just and equitable society. We will be reviewing books, CDs, and movies we believe everyone needs to read, hear and look at as well as making commentary from time to time. Greg Green, site manager
Monday, August 09, 2010
Sunday, August 08, 2010
*Songs To While Away The Class Struggle By- The Dropkick Murphys' "World Full Of Hate"
Click on the title to link a YouTube film clip of the Dropkick Murphys performing World Full Of Hate.
In this series, presented under the headline “Songs To While Away The Class Struggle By”, I will post some songs that I think will help us get through the “dog days” of the struggle for our communist future. I do not vouch for the political thrust of the songs; for the most part they are done by pacifists, social democrats, hell, even just plain old ordinary democrats. And, occasionally, a communist, although hard communist musicians have historically been scarce on the ground. Thus, here we have a regular "popular front" on the music scene. While this would not be acceptable for our political prospects, it will suffice for our purposes here. Markin.
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"World Full Of Hate"
A feeling inside
In the back of my head
Like a song I still know
From so long ago
And I wouldn't change a thing
Like a car driving by
Triggers something in my mind
Am I retreiving my direction?
Or just charging forward blind?
Am I everything that you wanted me to be?
Have I lost that conditional connection I couldn't see?
To the end
Like a friend
Stands by you again
And I wouldn't change a thing
Toe-to toe
Friend or foe?
It's all that I know
And I wouldn't change a thing
As the years pass us by
Will I still make the grade?
Can I really offer anything?
And will my soul be saved?
Can you cleanse me up?
Drive out the swine?
Am I only falling farther?
Can you keep me safe from harm?
The memories you build
In the house on the hill
Would you really change a thing?
Correcting mistakes in a world full of hate
Never changes anything
Till the end
Like a friend
Stands by you again
Toe-to-toe
Friend or foe?
It's all that I know
Till the end
Like a friend
Stands by you again
And I wouldn't change a thing
Toe-to-toe
Friend or foe?
It's all that I know
And I wouldn't change a thing
In this series, presented under the headline “Songs To While Away The Class Struggle By”, I will post some songs that I think will help us get through the “dog days” of the struggle for our communist future. I do not vouch for the political thrust of the songs; for the most part they are done by pacifists, social democrats, hell, even just plain old ordinary democrats. And, occasionally, a communist, although hard communist musicians have historically been scarce on the ground. Thus, here we have a regular "popular front" on the music scene. While this would not be acceptable for our political prospects, it will suffice for our purposes here. Markin.
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"World Full Of Hate"
A feeling inside
In the back of my head
Like a song I still know
From so long ago
And I wouldn't change a thing
Like a car driving by
Triggers something in my mind
Am I retreiving my direction?
Or just charging forward blind?
Am I everything that you wanted me to be?
Have I lost that conditional connection I couldn't see?
To the end
Like a friend
Stands by you again
And I wouldn't change a thing
Toe-to toe
Friend or foe?
It's all that I know
And I wouldn't change a thing
As the years pass us by
Will I still make the grade?
Can I really offer anything?
And will my soul be saved?
Can you cleanse me up?
Drive out the swine?
Am I only falling farther?
Can you keep me safe from harm?
The memories you build
In the house on the hill
Would you really change a thing?
Correcting mistakes in a world full of hate
Never changes anything
Till the end
Like a friend
Stands by you again
Toe-to-toe
Friend or foe?
It's all that I know
Till the end
Like a friend
Stands by you again
And I wouldn't change a thing
Toe-to-toe
Friend or foe?
It's all that I know
And I wouldn't change a thing
*Songs To While Away The Class Struggle By-The Dropkick Murphys' "Never Alone"
Click on the title to link a YouTube film clip of the Dropkick Murphys performing Never Alone.
In this series, presented under the headline “Songs To While Away The Class Struggle By”, I will post some songs that I think will help us get through the “dog days” of the struggle for our communist future. I do not vouch for the political thrust of the songs; for the most part they are done by pacifists, social democrats, hell, even just plain old ordinary democrats. And, occasionally, a communist, although hard communist musicians have historically been scarce on the ground. Thus, here we have a regular "popular front" on the music scene. While this would not be acceptable for our political prospects, it will suffice for our purposes here. Markin.
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"Never Alone"
You say its becasue we�re boisterous
You hate us cause we got our dignity
We stand together proud and strong
This is a place where we belong
We got loyal friends we keep our heads held high,
We�ll stick together you and I
Don�t need no guns or drugs on our streets
just a place to go and the boots on our feet
Chorus: Never alone. . .
The city streets are where we roam
Never alone. . .
This is Boston its our home
Never alone. . .
The city streets are where we roam
Never alone. . .
This is Boston its our home
Young skinhead they call you hooligan
Just because you don�t make any sense to them
But the blood that runs right down your wrist
Dont come from a knife, but the cuts on your fist�
Your torn up knuckles and faded blue jeans
Are the colors you wear and the life that you�ve seen
You tell the truth look people in the eye
Don�t live you life in no baggy disguise
chorus:
Dont need no gang to watch my ass
Just loyal friendship and a pint of Bass
We�ll sweat in the ring and bleed in the streets
But our will and spirit can not be beat
You can shoot and you can kick but together we�ll stick
Through thick and thin not stick or stone
Can break the bond that has here grown
Arm and Arm We Fight As One
In this series, presented under the headline “Songs To While Away The Class Struggle By”, I will post some songs that I think will help us get through the “dog days” of the struggle for our communist future. I do not vouch for the political thrust of the songs; for the most part they are done by pacifists, social democrats, hell, even just plain old ordinary democrats. And, occasionally, a communist, although hard communist musicians have historically been scarce on the ground. Thus, here we have a regular "popular front" on the music scene. While this would not be acceptable for our political prospects, it will suffice for our purposes here. Markin.
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"Never Alone"
You say its becasue we�re boisterous
You hate us cause we got our dignity
We stand together proud and strong
This is a place where we belong
We got loyal friends we keep our heads held high,
We�ll stick together you and I
Don�t need no guns or drugs on our streets
just a place to go and the boots on our feet
Chorus: Never alone. . .
The city streets are where we roam
Never alone. . .
This is Boston its our home
Never alone. . .
The city streets are where we roam
Never alone. . .
This is Boston its our home
Young skinhead they call you hooligan
Just because you don�t make any sense to them
But the blood that runs right down your wrist
Dont come from a knife, but the cuts on your fist�
Your torn up knuckles and faded blue jeans
Are the colors you wear and the life that you�ve seen
You tell the truth look people in the eye
Don�t live you life in no baggy disguise
chorus:
Dont need no gang to watch my ass
Just loyal friendship and a pint of Bass
We�ll sweat in the ring and bleed in the streets
But our will and spirit can not be beat
You can shoot and you can kick but together we�ll stick
Through thick and thin not stick or stone
Can break the bond that has here grown
Arm and Arm We Fight As One
*Songs To While Away The Class Struggle By-The Dropkick Murphys' "Boys On The Dock"
Click on the title to link a YouTube film clip of the Dropkick Murphys performing Boys On The Dock.
In this series, presented under the headline “Songs To While Away The Class Struggle By”, I will post some songs that I think will help us get through the “dog days” of the struggle for our communist future. I do not vouch for the political thrust of the songs; for the most part they are done by pacifists, social democrats, hell, even just plain old ordinary democrats. And, occasionally, a communist, although hard communist musicians have historically been scarce on the ground. Thus, here we have a regular "popular front" on the music scene. While this would not be acceptable for our political prospects, it will suffice for our purposes here. Markin.
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"Boys On The Dock"
- Lyrics: Casey, Music: Barton -
"Dedicated to the memory of John Kelly
Chorus: Say hey johnny boy, the battle call United we stand, divided we fall Together we are what we can't be alone We came to this country you made it our home
This man so humble, this man so brave A legend to many, he fought to his grave Saved family and friends from the hardship and horror In a land of depression he gave hope for tomorrow
Say johnny boy this ones for you With the strength of many and the courage of few To what do we owe this man who's fight Was for the masses, he gave his life
(chorus)
A friend to the locals who dabbled in crime He'd give you a job and he'd give you his time He wasn't a crook but he couldn't be conned John knew the difference between right and wrong Say johnny me boy, you live hear no longer Others forgotten, your memories stronger Lets drink to the causes in your life Your family, your friends, the union, your wife
(chorus)
And the boys on the docks needed john for sure When they came to this country he opened the door He said men I'll tell ya they don't like our kind Though it starts with a fist it must end with your mind
(chorus)
In this series, presented under the headline “Songs To While Away The Class Struggle By”, I will post some songs that I think will help us get through the “dog days” of the struggle for our communist future. I do not vouch for the political thrust of the songs; for the most part they are done by pacifists, social democrats, hell, even just plain old ordinary democrats. And, occasionally, a communist, although hard communist musicians have historically been scarce on the ground. Thus, here we have a regular "popular front" on the music scene. While this would not be acceptable for our political prospects, it will suffice for our purposes here. Markin.
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"Boys On The Dock"
- Lyrics: Casey, Music: Barton -
"Dedicated to the memory of John Kelly
Chorus: Say hey johnny boy, the battle call United we stand, divided we fall Together we are what we can't be alone We came to this country you made it our home
This man so humble, this man so brave A legend to many, he fought to his grave Saved family and friends from the hardship and horror In a land of depression he gave hope for tomorrow
Say johnny boy this ones for you With the strength of many and the courage of few To what do we owe this man who's fight Was for the masses, he gave his life
(chorus)
A friend to the locals who dabbled in crime He'd give you a job and he'd give you his time He wasn't a crook but he couldn't be conned John knew the difference between right and wrong Say johnny me boy, you live hear no longer Others forgotten, your memories stronger Lets drink to the causes in your life Your family, your friends, the union, your wife
(chorus)
And the boys on the docks needed john for sure When they came to this country he opened the door He said men I'll tell ya they don't like our kind Though it starts with a fist it must end with your mind
(chorus)
*Songs To While Away The Class Struggle By-The Dropkick Murphys' "Worker's Song"
Click on the title to link a YouTube film clip of the Dropkick Murphys performing Worker's Song.
In this series, presented under the headline “Songs To While Away The Class Struggle By”, I will post some songs that I think will help us get through the “dog days” of the struggle for our communist future. I do not vouch for the political thrust of the songs; for the most part they are done by pacifists, social democrats, hell, even just plain old ordinary democrats. And, occasionally, a communist, although hard communist musicians have historically been scarce on the ground. Thus, here we have a regular "popular front" on the music scene. While this would not be acceptable for our political prospects, it will suffice for our purposes here. Markin.
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"Worker's Song"
Yeh, this one's for the workers who toil night and day
By hand and by brain to earn your pay
Who for centuries long past for no more than your bread
Have bled for your countries and counted your dead
In the factories and mills, in the shipyards and mines
We've often been told to keep up with the times
For our skills are not needed, they've streamlined the job
And with sliderule and stopwatch our pride they have robbed
[Chorus:]
We're the first ones to starve, we're the first ones to die
The first ones in line for that pie-in-the-sky
And we're always the last when the cream is shared out
For the worker is working when the fat cat's about
And when the sky darkens and the prospect is war
Who's given a gun and then pushed to the fore
And expected to die for the land of our birth
Though we've never owned one lousy handful of earth?
[Chorus x3]
And all of these things the worker has done
From tilling the fields to carrying the gun
We've been yoked to the plough since time first began
And always expected to carry the can
In this series, presented under the headline “Songs To While Away The Class Struggle By”, I will post some songs that I think will help us get through the “dog days” of the struggle for our communist future. I do not vouch for the political thrust of the songs; for the most part they are done by pacifists, social democrats, hell, even just plain old ordinary democrats. And, occasionally, a communist, although hard communist musicians have historically been scarce on the ground. Thus, here we have a regular "popular front" on the music scene. While this would not be acceptable for our political prospects, it will suffice for our purposes here. Markin.
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"Worker's Song"
Yeh, this one's for the workers who toil night and day
By hand and by brain to earn your pay
Who for centuries long past for no more than your bread
Have bled for your countries and counted your dead
In the factories and mills, in the shipyards and mines
We've often been told to keep up with the times
For our skills are not needed, they've streamlined the job
And with sliderule and stopwatch our pride they have robbed
[Chorus:]
We're the first ones to starve, we're the first ones to die
The first ones in line for that pie-in-the-sky
And we're always the last when the cream is shared out
For the worker is working when the fat cat's about
And when the sky darkens and the prospect is war
Who's given a gun and then pushed to the fore
And expected to die for the land of our birth
Though we've never owned one lousy handful of earth?
[Chorus x3]
And all of these things the worker has done
From tilling the fields to carrying the gun
We've been yoked to the plough since time first began
And always expected to carry the can
*Songs To While Away The Class Struggle By-The Dropkick Murphys' "Finnegan's Wake"- Via James Joyce
Click on the title to link a "YouTube" film clip of the Dropkick Murphys performing "Johnny, I Hardly Knew Ya."
In this series, presented under the headline “Songs To While Away The Class Struggle By”, I will post some songs that I think will help us get through the “dog days” of the struggle for our communist future. I do not vouch for the political thrust of the songs; for the most part they are done by pacifists, social democrats, hell, even just plain old ordinary democrats. And, occasionally, a communist, although hard communist musicians have historically been scarce on the ground. Thus, here we have a regular "popular front" on the music scene. While this would not be acceptable for our political prospects, it will suffice for our purposes here. Markin.
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"Finnegan's Wake"
- Trad', arranged by the Dropkick Murphy's -
Tim Finnegan lived in Watling Street, A gentle Irishman - Mighty Odd - He'd a beautiful brogue So rich and sweet, to rise in the world He carried a hod, You see He'd sort of a Trippling way: with love for a liquor Poor Tim was born, to help him on with His work each day, He'd a drop of the Craythor every morn'
One morning Tim was rather full, his head felt Heavy, which made him shake, fell from the Ladder and broke his skull, so they carried Him home, his corpse to wake, rolled Him up in a nice clean sheet, and laided Him upon the bed, A bottle of Whiskey At his feet, and a gallon of Porter At his head
chorus: And whack Fol-De-Dah now dance to your Partner, welt the floor, your trotters shake Wasn't it the truth I told Ye Lots of fun at Finnegan's Wake
His friends assembled at his wake And Missus Finnegan called for lunch First they brought in tea and cake Then pipes, tobacco and Whiskey Punch Biddy OBrien begged to cry, such a Nice clean corpse did you see Arrah hold your gob see Paddy Magee
chorus:
Then O Connor took up the job "Arrah!" Biddy says she Ye're wrong I'm Sure, Biddy then gave her a belt on The gob and left her sprawling on the Floor, there the war did soon engage Woman to Woman and Man to Man Shillelah-law was all the rage, an A Row and a Ruction soon began Mickey Maloney raised his head when a bottle Of Whiskey flew at him, it missed him falling on The Bed, the liquor scattered over Tim, Tim Revives, see how he rises, Timothy rising from the bed Whirl your Whisky around like blazes Tonamondeal, do ye think I'm dead
In this series, presented under the headline “Songs To While Away The Class Struggle By”, I will post some songs that I think will help us get through the “dog days” of the struggle for our communist future. I do not vouch for the political thrust of the songs; for the most part they are done by pacifists, social democrats, hell, even just plain old ordinary democrats. And, occasionally, a communist, although hard communist musicians have historically been scarce on the ground. Thus, here we have a regular "popular front" on the music scene. While this would not be acceptable for our political prospects, it will suffice for our purposes here. Markin.
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"Finnegan's Wake"
- Trad', arranged by the Dropkick Murphy's -
Tim Finnegan lived in Watling Street, A gentle Irishman - Mighty Odd - He'd a beautiful brogue So rich and sweet, to rise in the world He carried a hod, You see He'd sort of a Trippling way: with love for a liquor Poor Tim was born, to help him on with His work each day, He'd a drop of the Craythor every morn'
One morning Tim was rather full, his head felt Heavy, which made him shake, fell from the Ladder and broke his skull, so they carried Him home, his corpse to wake, rolled Him up in a nice clean sheet, and laided Him upon the bed, A bottle of Whiskey At his feet, and a gallon of Porter At his head
chorus: And whack Fol-De-Dah now dance to your Partner, welt the floor, your trotters shake Wasn't it the truth I told Ye Lots of fun at Finnegan's Wake
His friends assembled at his wake And Missus Finnegan called for lunch First they brought in tea and cake Then pipes, tobacco and Whiskey Punch Biddy OBrien begged to cry, such a Nice clean corpse did you see Arrah hold your gob see Paddy Magee
chorus:
Then O Connor took up the job "Arrah!" Biddy says she Ye're wrong I'm Sure, Biddy then gave her a belt on The gob and left her sprawling on the Floor, there the war did soon engage Woman to Woman and Man to Man Shillelah-law was all the rage, an A Row and a Ruction soon began Mickey Maloney raised his head when a bottle Of Whiskey flew at him, it missed him falling on The Bed, the liquor scattered over Tim, Tim Revives, see how he rises, Timothy rising from the bed Whirl your Whisky around like blazes Tonamondeal, do ye think I'm dead
*From The PFC Bradley Manning Defense Website- Rally August 8th In Quantico, Va.- Blessed Are The Whistleblowers
Click on the headline to link to a Bradley Manning Support Network website notice of a support rally in Quantico, Virginia on Sunday, August 8, 2010 at noon.
Markin comment:
I recently made the point (see, Wednesday, July 28, 2010
*A Tip Of The Hat To "Wikileaks"- Blessed Are The Whistleblowers- Troops Out Of Afghanistan Now!)that are important in whistleblower Manning's case in a commentary on the Wikileaks revelations reposted below. Free PFC Manning Now!
No bourgeois government, liberal, conservative, centrist or what not likes whistleblowers, in any shape, size or form, period, although we of the extra-parliamentary left certainly do if for no other reason that to see just how grimy and bad the inner workings of the governments we oppose propagandistically day in and day out really are. The Stalinists, as we also know were, and in places like China and Cuba today, are just slightly behind in their scornful attitude toward the species. Nevertheless more knowledge is always a good thing. As 19th century revolutionary, Karl Marx, was fond of saying, “ignorance never did anybody any good.” A very worthy tip of the hat to Wikileaks and to their whistleblowers.
Of course, that is not the end of the matter. The material provided here, unlike the Daniel Ellsberg-leaked Pentagon Papers during the height of the struggle against the Vietnam War, is not an expose of the Bush and Obama administrations' high inner-circle deliberations about the direction of the Afghan War. But, we will take what we can get. On the surface, at least, this material gives us plenty of ammunition to expose the duplicity of the Americans, the Pakistanis, and all factions of the Afghanis (including the Taliban) and, when the deal is finished, who knows who else. But here is the clincher- None of that material does us any good, or little good, if we don’t get a massive opposition organized (something coming off of last spring’s anti-war drive in Washington, D.C. on March 20th we have not done yet) to the Obama/Allied Afghan War policies. Thus- Obama- Immediate, Unconditional Withdrawal Of All U.S./Allied Troops And Mercenaries From Afghanistan (And Iraq)!
Markin comment:
I recently made the point (see, Wednesday, July 28, 2010
*A Tip Of The Hat To "Wikileaks"- Blessed Are The Whistleblowers- Troops Out Of Afghanistan Now!)that are important in whistleblower Manning's case in a commentary on the Wikileaks revelations reposted below. Free PFC Manning Now!
No bourgeois government, liberal, conservative, centrist or what not likes whistleblowers, in any shape, size or form, period, although we of the extra-parliamentary left certainly do if for no other reason that to see just how grimy and bad the inner workings of the governments we oppose propagandistically day in and day out really are. The Stalinists, as we also know were, and in places like China and Cuba today, are just slightly behind in their scornful attitude toward the species. Nevertheless more knowledge is always a good thing. As 19th century revolutionary, Karl Marx, was fond of saying, “ignorance never did anybody any good.” A very worthy tip of the hat to Wikileaks and to their whistleblowers.
Of course, that is not the end of the matter. The material provided here, unlike the Daniel Ellsberg-leaked Pentagon Papers during the height of the struggle against the Vietnam War, is not an expose of the Bush and Obama administrations' high inner-circle deliberations about the direction of the Afghan War. But, we will take what we can get. On the surface, at least, this material gives us plenty of ammunition to expose the duplicity of the Americans, the Pakistanis, and all factions of the Afghanis (including the Taliban) and, when the deal is finished, who knows who else. But here is the clincher- None of that material does us any good, or little good, if we don’t get a massive opposition organized (something coming off of last spring’s anti-war drive in Washington, D.C. on March 20th we have not done yet) to the Obama/Allied Afghan War policies. Thus- Obama- Immediate, Unconditional Withdrawal Of All U.S./Allied Troops And Mercenaries From Afghanistan (And Iraq)!
Saturday, August 07, 2010
*On The Congressional Afghan War Supplementary Budget Vote-The Vote
Click on the headline to link to a website (via Boston Indy Media) for a list of those in Congress who voted for the Afghan(the extra dough, extra above and beyond the main dough, for the war).
Markin comment:
The website here suggests that the reader vote against those who voted for the war budget. I think we communists have a little more "robust" solution. In the meantime-Obama, Immediate, Unconditional Withdrawal Of All U.S./Allied Troops and Mercenaries From Afghanistan (and Iraq)!
Markin comment:
The website here suggests that the reader vote against those who voted for the war budget. I think we communists have a little more "robust" solution. In the meantime-Obama, Immediate, Unconditional Withdrawal Of All U.S./Allied Troops and Mercenaries From Afghanistan (and Iraq)!
*BAAM (Boston Anti- Authoritarian Movement) #36 Journal
Click on the headline to link to the latest BAAM Newsletter #36 (via Boston Indy Media).
Markin comment:
As always, I disclaim any political kinship with this newsletter. However, I have many times found interesting articles there. This issue has a good article on the struggle around the street opposition to G-20 meeting in Toronto in June 2010. And, in any case, it is always good to see what the younger anarchist militants are up to.
Markin comment:
As always, I disclaim any political kinship with this newsletter. However, I have many times found interesting articles there. This issue has a good article on the struggle around the street opposition to G-20 meeting in Toronto in June 2010. And, in any case, it is always good to see what the younger anarchist militants are up to.
*From Renegade Eye- On Afghanistan- A Guest Commentary
Click on the headline to link to an analysis form the In Defense Of Marxismwebsite (via Renegade Eye blog)on the current situation in Afghanistan.
Markin comment:
I would add here since the point was not made directly in the article- Obama,(and Cameron)- Immediate, Unconditional Withdrawal Of All U.S./British/ Allied Troops and Mercenaries From Afghanistan (and Iraq)!
Markin comment:
I would add here since the point was not made directly in the article- Obama,(and Cameron)- Immediate, Unconditional Withdrawal Of All U.S./British/ Allied Troops and Mercenaries From Afghanistan (and Iraq)!
*From The "SteveLendman Blog"- Bradley Manning:An American Hero
Click on the headline to link to a SteveLendmanBlog entry- Bradley Manning:An American Hero.
Markin comment:
This is a "no-brainer"-Free PFC Bradley Manning!
Markin comment:
This is a "no-brainer"-Free PFC Bradley Manning!
*From The PFC Bradley Manning Defense Website- Rally August 8th In Quantico, Va.- Blessed Are The Whistleblowers
Click on the headline to link to a Bradley Manning Support Network website notice of a support rally in Quantico, Virginia on Sunday, August 8, 2010 at noon.
Markin comment:
I recently made the point (see, Wednesday, July 28, 2010
*A Tip Of The Hat To "Wikileaks"- Blessed Are The Whistleblowers- Troops Out Of Afghanistan Now!)that are important in whistleblower Manning's case in a commentary on the Wikileaks revelations reposted below. Free PFC Manning Now!
No bourgeois government, liberal, conservative, centrist or what not likes whistleblowers, in any shape, size or form, period, although we of the extra-parliamentary left certainly do if for no other reason that to see just how grimy and bad the inner workings of the governments we oppose propagandistically day in and day out really are. The Stalinists, as we also know were, and in places like China and Cuba today, are just slightly behind in their scornful attitude toward the species. Nevertheless more knowledge is always a good thing. As 19th century revolutionary, Karl Marx, was fond of saying, “ignorance never did anybody any good.” A very worthy tip of the hat to Wikileaks and to their whistleblowers.
Of course, that is not the end of the matter. The material provided here, unlike the Daniel Ellsberg-leaked Pentagon Papers during the height of the struggle against the Vietnam War, is not an expose of the Bush and Obama administrations' high inner-circle deliberations about the direction of the Afghan War. But, we will take what we can get. On the surface, at least, this material gives us plenty of ammunition to expose the duplicity of the Americans, the Pakistanis, and all factions of the Afghanis (including the Taliban) and, when the deal is finished, who knows who else. But here is the clincher- None of that material does us any good, or little good, if we don’t get a massive opposition organized (something coming off of last spring’s anti-war drive in Washington, D.C. on March 20th we have not done yet) to the Obama/Allied Afghan War policies. Thus- Obama- Immediate, Unconditional Withdrawal Of All U.S./Allied Troops And Mercenaries From Afghanistan (And Iraq)!
Markin comment:
I recently made the point (see, Wednesday, July 28, 2010
*A Tip Of The Hat To "Wikileaks"- Blessed Are The Whistleblowers- Troops Out Of Afghanistan Now!)that are important in whistleblower Manning's case in a commentary on the Wikileaks revelations reposted below. Free PFC Manning Now!
No bourgeois government, liberal, conservative, centrist or what not likes whistleblowers, in any shape, size or form, period, although we of the extra-parliamentary left certainly do if for no other reason that to see just how grimy and bad the inner workings of the governments we oppose propagandistically day in and day out really are. The Stalinists, as we also know were, and in places like China and Cuba today, are just slightly behind in their scornful attitude toward the species. Nevertheless more knowledge is always a good thing. As 19th century revolutionary, Karl Marx, was fond of saying, “ignorance never did anybody any good.” A very worthy tip of the hat to Wikileaks and to their whistleblowers.
Of course, that is not the end of the matter. The material provided here, unlike the Daniel Ellsberg-leaked Pentagon Papers during the height of the struggle against the Vietnam War, is not an expose of the Bush and Obama administrations' high inner-circle deliberations about the direction of the Afghan War. But, we will take what we can get. On the surface, at least, this material gives us plenty of ammunition to expose the duplicity of the Americans, the Pakistanis, and all factions of the Afghanis (including the Taliban) and, when the deal is finished, who knows who else. But here is the clincher- None of that material does us any good, or little good, if we don’t get a massive opposition organized (something coming off of last spring’s anti-war drive in Washington, D.C. on March 20th we have not done yet) to the Obama/Allied Afghan War policies. Thus- Obama- Immediate, Unconditional Withdrawal Of All U.S./Allied Troops And Mercenaries From Afghanistan (And Iraq)!
Friday, August 06, 2010
*From The Blogosphere-The Latest From The "Further Left Forum" Blog
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Tuesday, July 27, 2010
Israel Destroys
Bedouin Village
By Brian Ennis
July 27, 2010
1300 police officers and security personnel guarded the area as bulldozers demolished a Bedouin village near Rahat.
Israeli security personnel and from the Israel Land Administration arrived at the Bedouin village of al-Arakib, near Rahat, Tuesday morning. The village is unrecognized by the state of Israel.
When the Israelis arrived they found large bonfires had been lit by the locals in protest.
They destroyed a total of forty-five structures. The residents watched as their lives were destroyed and some left-wing activists clashed with the authorities.
Dr. Awad Abu Farikh, a spokesman and resident of the village, was quoted as saying that, "Today we got a close glimpse of the government's true face. We were stunned to witness the violent force being used. The black-clad special unit forces are the true face of Lieberman's democracy. This operation is the first step in the uprooting of many villages. We shall return to our villages, build our homes and not leave this place."
A spokesman for the Israel Land Administration said that anything that is rebuilt will be taken down.
Tuesday, July 27, 2010
Israel Destroys
Bedouin Village
By Brian Ennis
July 27, 2010
1300 police officers and security personnel guarded the area as bulldozers demolished a Bedouin village near Rahat.
Israeli security personnel and from the Israel Land Administration arrived at the Bedouin village of al-Arakib, near Rahat, Tuesday morning. The village is unrecognized by the state of Israel.
When the Israelis arrived they found large bonfires had been lit by the locals in protest.
They destroyed a total of forty-five structures. The residents watched as their lives were destroyed and some left-wing activists clashed with the authorities.
Dr. Awad Abu Farikh, a spokesman and resident of the village, was quoted as saying that, "Today we got a close glimpse of the government's true face. We were stunned to witness the violent force being used. The black-clad special unit forces are the true face of Lieberman's democracy. This operation is the first step in the uprooting of many villages. We shall return to our villages, build our homes and not leave this place."
A spokesman for the Israel Land Administration said that anything that is rebuilt will be taken down.
*From The Wilds Of Cyberspace-The Latest From The "National Jericho Movement" Website- Free All Class-War Prisoners!
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Oppression Breeds Resistance, Resistance Breeds Repression
by Michael Novick, Anti-Racist Action L.A./People Against Racist Terror
The night before the verdict came in at the trial of BART officer Johannes Mehserle for the murder of a young Black father, Oscar Grant III, the LAPD raided the home of Wolverine Shakur, a/k/a T.A.C.O. (Taking All Capitalists Out), founder of the Black Riders Liberation Party. Under the authority of the parole officer supervising T.A.C.O., they lined up and handcuffed five members and an associate of the BRLP who were present at the time. They detained a 10-year-old child and ransacked the home, taking personal possessions, a laptop computer and cell phone, and Black Riders literature. T.A.C.O. was taken into custody for alleged parole violations and taken to the hole at the Men's Central Jail in L.A., with the intention of transferring him back into state prison.
The alleged parole violations T.A.C.O. is accused of amount to violations of his civil, constitutional and human rights of free speech and freedom of association. They make it a crime for him to have Black Rider literature and Black comrades. Like the original charges, they are politically motivated and unjustified. T.A.C.O. is once again a political prisoner because of his advocacy of African Inter-communalism and self-defense. The parole officer has admitted that he was violating T.A.C.O. under instructions from higher-ups, and that T.A.C.O. was specifically charged with “sending the Black Riders to the Oscar Grant trial.” The Black Riders did indeed smash the media blockade of the Mehserle trial in Los Angeles, turning out in large numbers to post up outside the court in support of Oscar's family and to organize community people at the courthouse. They did attract immediate media and public attention with their strong, disciplined presence.
The LAPD had already announced that they had a “secret tactical plan” to handle the possibility of any “disruptions” in response to the verdict on Mehserle for the murder of Oscar Grant. They saw the Black Riders as a threat to the plans to let Mehserle get away with murder and to contain or deflect people's righteous anger. Part of the plan was the staged arrest of the so-called Grim Sleeper serial killer suspect timed for the day the verdict would come in, to distract attention and paint the LAPD as saviors of the community. The pre-emptive arrest of T.A.C.O. was designed to disrupt the Black Riders' organizing around the case, which was channeling people's anger into revolutionary consciousness. But the arrest failed to accomplish that goal.
The Black Riders continue organizing both independently and within the L.A. Coalition for Justice for Oscar Grant, which they helped develop. The BRLP, which had smashed at court the day before, came back strong the next day despite T.A.C.O.'s incarceration, when the verdict came down after shenanigans delayed it. Several Black Riders spoke at the community protest in Leimert Park, where a couple of hundred people came out for the rally that had been called in advance for 5:00 PM when the verdict came down, despite the pigs' efforts to disorient the Riders and the community. Everyone there stood with the Riders and understood the transparent tactics of the pigs in violating T.A.C.O.'s parole.
There is a long history of illegitimate, repressive tactics by the LAPD to try to squelch community resistance to police violence and abuse of power. Back in the day, the pigs launched their war on the original Black Panther Party for Self-Defense with the COINTELPRO assassination of Alprentice Bunchy Carter and John Huggins at UCLA. The LAPD were stymied in their attempt to assassinate other BPP members by the military planning of Geronimo ji Jaga. A strong base of community support came out into the streets when the LAPD attempted to kill the L.A. Panthers on 41st and Central, as the Chicago pigs had executed Fred Hampton and Mark Clark days before.
After Geronimo and the Panthers were taken down by COINTELPRO, the police infiltrated the Coalition Against Police Abuse (CAPA) organized by former Black Panther Michael Zinzun around the police killing of sister Eulia Love over an unpaid gas bill. One Black pig provocateur who was planted inside CAPA in an attempt to spy on the community and disrupt or discredit resistance was later rewarded with a promotion to the FBI. The LAPD was hit with a court injunction preventing such political espionage, and forced to pay million-dollar damages to Zinzun and others.
Police illegality and criminality continued after the LAPD “red squad” was ordered to disband and destroy its illegally obtained espionage files. One officer involved secretly moved the files to his own garage and then turned them over to Western Goals, a private right wing, pro-fascist “think tank” connected to the John Birch Society and the white supremacist movement. Still later, police agents infiltrated communist forces organizing in the projects, entering into illicit sexual relationships with people organizing against a May Day police killing in order to carry out their political espionage and dirty tricks.
When that was exposed through lawsuits, the police espionage and infiltration was then transferred to new anti-gang and anti-terrorist task forces, or to units steeped in criminality and violence like the CRASH units operating out of Rampart, Seventy-seventh, and other divisions. CRASH officers were involved in frame-ups, “bad” shootings justified with drop guns, coerced confessions, drug thefts and even bank robbery. Yet thanks to the same Judge Perry who presided over the Mehserle trial for killing Oscar Grant, the only cop who went to prison was the one who blew the whistle, turning state's evidence after he got caught.
But for a dozen years now, the Black Riders Liberation Party, and especially its founder, General T.A.C.O., have been the concerted target of police repression, frame-ups, assaults and COINTELPRO type tactics in Los Angeles and elsewhere in CA. The LAPD hates the Black Riders because of the Riders' love for the people, expressed in such concrete survival programs as the Watch-a-Pig program and their gang truce efforts. They once took T.A.C.O. into custody on traffic warrants, and threatened to kill him while he was hogtied and handcuffed. LAPD, along with LA and San Bernardino sheriff's deputies and federal agents with armored personnel carriers, battering rams, helicopters and assault weapons, staged a raid on the home of BRLP members in San Bernardino. They sealed off four square blocks in hopes of provoking an incident in which they could shoot and kill members of the Black Riders. They pointed guns at little children and their care-givers.
Finally, failing to ever infiltrate or deviate members of the BRLP, they sent an undercover police agent, posing as a outside Middle Eastern sympathizer who could provide weapons. They succeeded, through a process of entrapment and frame-up, in bringing charges of conspiracy to possess (non-existent) weapons against T.A.C.O. and two other members, known as the Black Rider Three. Even more so than in the Oscar Grant murder trial, there was a complete media white out of that case, even though it was brought as a Homeland Security/USA PATRIOT style indictment with outlandish claims that the BRLP was planning attacks on police stations (never brought as a criminal charge). It was as a result of a plea bargain on that case, through which T.A.C.O. obtained the release of his comrades, that T.A.C.O. was on parole. Thus he was subject to the arbitrary jurisdiction of a P.O. who enabled the LAPD to stage their raid. But like their previous attempts at repression, this too will fail. As Chairman Mao said, “To be attacked by the enemy is a good thing.” The pigs' tactics are a mark of their vulnerability, not their power, and a sign of the fear they have of the Power of the People!
The Black Riders Liberation Party has raised the slogan of “Free General T.A.C.O. or the sky's the limit,” and is calling for an Inter-Communal Solidarity Committee, to organize in defense of T.A.C.O. and all political prisoners. Anti-Racist Action-Los Angeles/People Against Racist Terror (ARA-LA/PART) is committed to joining and helping build such an effort. We recognize that people of European descent who oppose racism and hate oppression and exploitation must fight as allies with African and other liberation forces against the common enemy of humanity, capitalist colonialism and imperialism. We urge all people who are tired of this wretched system to join such an effort.
Oppression Breeds Resistance, Resistance Breeds Repression
by Michael Novick, Anti-Racist Action L.A./People Against Racist Terror
The night before the verdict came in at the trial of BART officer Johannes Mehserle for the murder of a young Black father, Oscar Grant III, the LAPD raided the home of Wolverine Shakur, a/k/a T.A.C.O. (Taking All Capitalists Out), founder of the Black Riders Liberation Party. Under the authority of the parole officer supervising T.A.C.O., they lined up and handcuffed five members and an associate of the BRLP who were present at the time. They detained a 10-year-old child and ransacked the home, taking personal possessions, a laptop computer and cell phone, and Black Riders literature. T.A.C.O. was taken into custody for alleged parole violations and taken to the hole at the Men's Central Jail in L.A., with the intention of transferring him back into state prison.
The alleged parole violations T.A.C.O. is accused of amount to violations of his civil, constitutional and human rights of free speech and freedom of association. They make it a crime for him to have Black Rider literature and Black comrades. Like the original charges, they are politically motivated and unjustified. T.A.C.O. is once again a political prisoner because of his advocacy of African Inter-communalism and self-defense. The parole officer has admitted that he was violating T.A.C.O. under instructions from higher-ups, and that T.A.C.O. was specifically charged with “sending the Black Riders to the Oscar Grant trial.” The Black Riders did indeed smash the media blockade of the Mehserle trial in Los Angeles, turning out in large numbers to post up outside the court in support of Oscar's family and to organize community people at the courthouse. They did attract immediate media and public attention with their strong, disciplined presence.
The LAPD had already announced that they had a “secret tactical plan” to handle the possibility of any “disruptions” in response to the verdict on Mehserle for the murder of Oscar Grant. They saw the Black Riders as a threat to the plans to let Mehserle get away with murder and to contain or deflect people's righteous anger. Part of the plan was the staged arrest of the so-called Grim Sleeper serial killer suspect timed for the day the verdict would come in, to distract attention and paint the LAPD as saviors of the community. The pre-emptive arrest of T.A.C.O. was designed to disrupt the Black Riders' organizing around the case, which was channeling people's anger into revolutionary consciousness. But the arrest failed to accomplish that goal.
The Black Riders continue organizing both independently and within the L.A. Coalition for Justice for Oscar Grant, which they helped develop. The BRLP, which had smashed at court the day before, came back strong the next day despite T.A.C.O.'s incarceration, when the verdict came down after shenanigans delayed it. Several Black Riders spoke at the community protest in Leimert Park, where a couple of hundred people came out for the rally that had been called in advance for 5:00 PM when the verdict came down, despite the pigs' efforts to disorient the Riders and the community. Everyone there stood with the Riders and understood the transparent tactics of the pigs in violating T.A.C.O.'s parole.
There is a long history of illegitimate, repressive tactics by the LAPD to try to squelch community resistance to police violence and abuse of power. Back in the day, the pigs launched their war on the original Black Panther Party for Self-Defense with the COINTELPRO assassination of Alprentice Bunchy Carter and John Huggins at UCLA. The LAPD were stymied in their attempt to assassinate other BPP members by the military planning of Geronimo ji Jaga. A strong base of community support came out into the streets when the LAPD attempted to kill the L.A. Panthers on 41st and Central, as the Chicago pigs had executed Fred Hampton and Mark Clark days before.
After Geronimo and the Panthers were taken down by COINTELPRO, the police infiltrated the Coalition Against Police Abuse (CAPA) organized by former Black Panther Michael Zinzun around the police killing of sister Eulia Love over an unpaid gas bill. One Black pig provocateur who was planted inside CAPA in an attempt to spy on the community and disrupt or discredit resistance was later rewarded with a promotion to the FBI. The LAPD was hit with a court injunction preventing such political espionage, and forced to pay million-dollar damages to Zinzun and others.
Police illegality and criminality continued after the LAPD “red squad” was ordered to disband and destroy its illegally obtained espionage files. One officer involved secretly moved the files to his own garage and then turned them over to Western Goals, a private right wing, pro-fascist “think tank” connected to the John Birch Society and the white supremacist movement. Still later, police agents infiltrated communist forces organizing in the projects, entering into illicit sexual relationships with people organizing against a May Day police killing in order to carry out their political espionage and dirty tricks.
When that was exposed through lawsuits, the police espionage and infiltration was then transferred to new anti-gang and anti-terrorist task forces, or to units steeped in criminality and violence like the CRASH units operating out of Rampart, Seventy-seventh, and other divisions. CRASH officers were involved in frame-ups, “bad” shootings justified with drop guns, coerced confessions, drug thefts and even bank robbery. Yet thanks to the same Judge Perry who presided over the Mehserle trial for killing Oscar Grant, the only cop who went to prison was the one who blew the whistle, turning state's evidence after he got caught.
But for a dozen years now, the Black Riders Liberation Party, and especially its founder, General T.A.C.O., have been the concerted target of police repression, frame-ups, assaults and COINTELPRO type tactics in Los Angeles and elsewhere in CA. The LAPD hates the Black Riders because of the Riders' love for the people, expressed in such concrete survival programs as the Watch-a-Pig program and their gang truce efforts. They once took T.A.C.O. into custody on traffic warrants, and threatened to kill him while he was hogtied and handcuffed. LAPD, along with LA and San Bernardino sheriff's deputies and federal agents with armored personnel carriers, battering rams, helicopters and assault weapons, staged a raid on the home of BRLP members in San Bernardino. They sealed off four square blocks in hopes of provoking an incident in which they could shoot and kill members of the Black Riders. They pointed guns at little children and their care-givers.
Finally, failing to ever infiltrate or deviate members of the BRLP, they sent an undercover police agent, posing as a outside Middle Eastern sympathizer who could provide weapons. They succeeded, through a process of entrapment and frame-up, in bringing charges of conspiracy to possess (non-existent) weapons against T.A.C.O. and two other members, known as the Black Rider Three. Even more so than in the Oscar Grant murder trial, there was a complete media white out of that case, even though it was brought as a Homeland Security/USA PATRIOT style indictment with outlandish claims that the BRLP was planning attacks on police stations (never brought as a criminal charge). It was as a result of a plea bargain on that case, through which T.A.C.O. obtained the release of his comrades, that T.A.C.O. was on parole. Thus he was subject to the arbitrary jurisdiction of a P.O. who enabled the LAPD to stage their raid. But like their previous attempts at repression, this too will fail. As Chairman Mao said, “To be attacked by the enemy is a good thing.” The pigs' tactics are a mark of their vulnerability, not their power, and a sign of the fear they have of the Power of the People!
The Black Riders Liberation Party has raised the slogan of “Free General T.A.C.O. or the sky's the limit,” and is calling for an Inter-Communal Solidarity Committee, to organize in defense of T.A.C.O. and all political prisoners. Anti-Racist Action-Los Angeles/People Against Racist Terror (ARA-LA/PART) is committed to joining and helping build such an effort. We recognize that people of European descent who oppose racism and hate oppression and exploitation must fight as allies with African and other liberation forces against the common enemy of humanity, capitalist colonialism and imperialism. We urge all people who are tired of this wretched system to join such an effort.
*From The Wilds Of Cyberspace-The Latest From The "Citizen Soldier" Website
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*From The PFC Bradley Manning Defense Website- Rally August 8th In Quantico, Va.- Blessed Are The Whistleblowers
Click on the headline to link to a Bradley Manning Support Network website notice of a support rally in Quantico, Virginia on Sunday, August 8, 2010 at noon.
Markin comment:
I recently made the point (see, Wednesday, July 28, 2010
*A Tip Of The Hat To "Wikileaks"- Blessed Are The Whistleblowers- Troops Out Of Afghanistan Now!)that are important in whistleblower Manning's case in a commentary on the Wikileaks revelations reposted below. Free PFC Manning Now!
No bourgeois government, liberal, conservative, centrist or what not likes whistleblowers, in any shape, size or form, period, although we of the extra-parliamentary left certainly do if for no other reason that to see just how grimy and bad the inner workings of the governments we oppose propagandistically day in and day out really are. The Stalinists, as we also know were, and in places like China and Cuba today, are just slightly behind in their scornful attitude toward the species. Nevertheless more knowledge is always a good thing. As 19th century revolutionary, Karl Marx, was fond of saying, “ignorance never did anybody any good.” A very worthy tip of the hat to Wikileaks and to their whistleblowers.
Of course, that is not the end of the matter. The material provided here, unlike the Daniel Ellsberg-leaked Pentagon Papers during the height of the struggle against the Vietnam War, is not an expose of the Bush and Obama administrations' high inner-circle deliberations about the direction of the Afghan War. But, we will take what we can get. On the surface, at least, this material gives us plenty of ammunition to expose the duplicity of the Americans, the Pakistanis, and all factions of the Afghanis (including the Taliban) and, when the deal is finished, who knows who else. But here is the clincher- None of that material does us any good, or little good, if we don’t get a massive opposition organized (something coming off of last spring’s anti-war drive in Washington, D.C. on March 20th we have not done yet) to the Obama/Allied Afghan War policies. Thus- Obama- Immediate, Unconditional Withdrawal Of All U.S./Allied Troops And Mercenaries From Afghanistan (And Iraq)!
Markin comment:
I recently made the point (see, Wednesday, July 28, 2010
*A Tip Of The Hat To "Wikileaks"- Blessed Are The Whistleblowers- Troops Out Of Afghanistan Now!)that are important in whistleblower Manning's case in a commentary on the Wikileaks revelations reposted below. Free PFC Manning Now!
No bourgeois government, liberal, conservative, centrist or what not likes whistleblowers, in any shape, size or form, period, although we of the extra-parliamentary left certainly do if for no other reason that to see just how grimy and bad the inner workings of the governments we oppose propagandistically day in and day out really are. The Stalinists, as we also know were, and in places like China and Cuba today, are just slightly behind in their scornful attitude toward the species. Nevertheless more knowledge is always a good thing. As 19th century revolutionary, Karl Marx, was fond of saying, “ignorance never did anybody any good.” A very worthy tip of the hat to Wikileaks and to their whistleblowers.
Of course, that is not the end of the matter. The material provided here, unlike the Daniel Ellsberg-leaked Pentagon Papers during the height of the struggle against the Vietnam War, is not an expose of the Bush and Obama administrations' high inner-circle deliberations about the direction of the Afghan War. But, we will take what we can get. On the surface, at least, this material gives us plenty of ammunition to expose the duplicity of the Americans, the Pakistanis, and all factions of the Afghanis (including the Taliban) and, when the deal is finished, who knows who else. But here is the clincher- None of that material does us any good, or little good, if we don’t get a massive opposition organized (something coming off of last spring’s anti-war drive in Washington, D.C. on March 20th we have not done yet) to the Obama/Allied Afghan War policies. Thus- Obama- Immediate, Unconditional Withdrawal Of All U.S./Allied Troops And Mercenaries From Afghanistan (And Iraq)!
*Songs To While Away The Class Struggle By- Phil Och's "There But For Fortune"
In this series, presented under the headline “Songs To While Away The Class Struggle By”, I will post some songs that I think will help us get through the “dog days” of the struggle for our communist future. I do not vouch for the political thrust of the songs; for the most part they are done by pacifists, social democrats, hell, even just plain old ordinary democrats. And, occasionally, a communist, although hard communist musicians have historically been scarce on the ground. Thus, here we have a regular "popular front" on the music scene. While this would not be acceptable for our political prospects, it will suffice for our purposes here. Markin.
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Markin comment:
This is a continuation of entries for folksinger/songwriter Phil Och's who back in the early 1960s stood right up there with Bob Dylan in the protest songwriting category. The entries on this date testify to that. However, early on I sensed something special about Dylan and never really warmed up to Ochs. His singing style did not "move" me and that counted for a lot in those days. The rest just turned on preference.
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There but for Fortune Lyrics
Intro: G Cm G Cm G Cm
G Cm G Cm
Show me a prison, show me a jail,
G Em Am D
Show me a prisoner whose face has gone pale
Em C Am
And I'll show you a young man with so many reasons why
Bm G Am D
And there but for fortune, may go you or I
Show me the alley, show me the train,
Show me a hobo who sleeps out in the rain,
And I'll show you a young man with so many reasons why
There but for fortune, may go you or go I -- you and I.
Show me the whiskey stains on the floor,
Show me the dunken man as he stumbles out the door,
And I'll show you a young man with so many reasons why
There but for fortune, may go you or go I -- you and I.
[Extra verse... written by Noel Paul Stookey]
Show me the famine, show me the frail
Eyes with no future that show how we failed
And I'll show you the children with so many reasons why
There but for fortune, go you or I.
Show me the country where bombs had to fall,
Show me the ruins of buildings once so tall,
And I'll show you a young land with so many reasons why
There but for fortune, go you or go I -- you and I.
You and I,
There but for fortune, go you or go I -- you and I.
Here it is in French (supplied by William Curtis):
Je vois le prison
Je vois la nuit
Je vois le prisonnier qui pleure sa vie
Et je me dis souvent
Quand je m'endors dans tes bras
Ou va la chance, a toi ? a moi ?
Je vois des blessures
Jamais gueries
Je vois le vagabond
Quit dort sous la pluie
Je vois cet homme
Au coeur perdu
Qui boit pour ne plus voir
Ce qu'il est devenu
Je vois des villes
Dont les maisons
Un jour sous la guerre
Ont croule sans raison
***********
Markin comment:
This is a continuation of entries for folksinger/songwriter Phil Och's who back in the early 1960s stood right up there with Bob Dylan in the protest songwriting category. The entries on this date testify to that. However, early on I sensed something special about Dylan and never really warmed up to Ochs. His singing style did not "move" me and that counted for a lot in those days. The rest just turned on preference.
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There but for Fortune Lyrics
Intro: G Cm G Cm G Cm
G Cm G Cm
Show me a prison, show me a jail,
G Em Am D
Show me a prisoner whose face has gone pale
Em C Am
And I'll show you a young man with so many reasons why
Bm G Am D
And there but for fortune, may go you or I
Show me the alley, show me the train,
Show me a hobo who sleeps out in the rain,
And I'll show you a young man with so many reasons why
There but for fortune, may go you or go I -- you and I.
Show me the whiskey stains on the floor,
Show me the dunken man as he stumbles out the door,
And I'll show you a young man with so many reasons why
There but for fortune, may go you or go I -- you and I.
[Extra verse... written by Noel Paul Stookey]
Show me the famine, show me the frail
Eyes with no future that show how we failed
And I'll show you the children with so many reasons why
There but for fortune, go you or I.
Show me the country where bombs had to fall,
Show me the ruins of buildings once so tall,
And I'll show you a young land with so many reasons why
There but for fortune, go you or go I -- you and I.
You and I,
There but for fortune, go you or go I -- you and I.
Here it is in French (supplied by William Curtis):
Je vois le prison
Je vois la nuit
Je vois le prisonnier qui pleure sa vie
Et je me dis souvent
Quand je m'endors dans tes bras
Ou va la chance, a toi ? a moi ?
Je vois des blessures
Jamais gueries
Je vois le vagabond
Quit dort sous la pluie
Je vois cet homme
Au coeur perdu
Qui boit pour ne plus voir
Ce qu'il est devenu
Je vois des villes
Dont les maisons
Un jour sous la guerre
Ont croule sans raison
*Songs To While Away The Class Struggle By- Phil Och's "Love Me, I'm A Liberal"- Some Songs Are Timeless-Ouch, Phil!
In this series, presented under the headline “Songs To While Away The Class Struggle By”, I will post some songs that I think will help us get through the “dog days” of the struggle for our communist future. I do not vouch for the political thrust of the songs; for the most part they are done by pacifists, social democrats, hell, even just plain old ordinary democrats. And, occasionally, a communist, although hard communist musicians have historically been scarce on the ground. Thus, here we have a regular "popular front" on the music scene. While this would not be acceptable for our political prospects, it will suffice for our purposes here. Markin.
***********
Markin comment:
This is a continuation of entries for folksinger/songwriter Phil Och's who back in the early 1960s stood right up there with Bob Dylan in the protest songwriting category. The entries on this date testify to that. However, early on I sensed something special about Dylan and never really warmed up to Ochs. His singing style did not "move" me and that counted for a lot in those days. The rest just turned on preference.
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This may not be Phil's best song but time has done nothing to diminish its razor-edged point.
Love Me, I'm a Liberal Lyrics
E A E A
I cried when they shot Medgar Evers
E C#m
Tears ran down my spine
E A E
I cried when they shot Mr. Kennedy
F#7 B7
As though I'd lost a father of mine
E A E
But Malcolm X got what was coming
G#m A
He got what he asked for this time
E C#m A B7 E
So love me, love me, love me, I'm a liberal
I go to civil rights rallies
And I put down the old D.A.R.
I love Harry and Sidney and Sammy
I hope every colored boy becomes a star
But don't talk about revolution
That's going a little bit too far
So love me, love me, love me, I'm a liberal
I cheered when Humphrey was chosen
My faith in the system restored
I'm glad the commies were thrown out
of the A.F.L. C.I.O. board
I love Puerto Ricans and Negros
as long as they don't move next door
So love me, love me, love me, I'm a liberal
The people of old Mississippi
Should all hang their heads in shame
I can't understand how their minds work
What's the matter don't they watch Les Crain?
But if you ask me to bus my children
I hope the cops take down your name
So love me, love me, love me, I'm a liberal
I read New republic and Nation
I've learned to take every view
You know, I've memorized Lerner and Golden
I feel like I'm almost a Jew
But when it comes to times like korea
There's no one more red, white and blue
So love me, love me, love me, I'm a liberal
I vote for the democtratic party
They want the U.N. to be strong
I go to all the Pete Seeger concerts
He sure gets me singing those songs
I'll send all the money you ask for
But don't ask me to come on along
So love me, love me, love me, I'm a liberal
Once I was young and impulsive
I wore every conceivable pin
Even went to the socialist meetings
Learned all the old union hymns
But I've grown older and wiser
And that's why I'm turning you in
So love me, love me, love me, I'm a liberal
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Markin comment:
This is a continuation of entries for folksinger/songwriter Phil Och's who back in the early 1960s stood right up there with Bob Dylan in the protest songwriting category. The entries on this date testify to that. However, early on I sensed something special about Dylan and never really warmed up to Ochs. His singing style did not "move" me and that counted for a lot in those days. The rest just turned on preference.
********
This may not be Phil's best song but time has done nothing to diminish its razor-edged point.
Love Me, I'm a Liberal Lyrics
E A E A
I cried when they shot Medgar Evers
E C#m
Tears ran down my spine
E A E
I cried when they shot Mr. Kennedy
F#7 B7
As though I'd lost a father of mine
E A E
But Malcolm X got what was coming
G#m A
He got what he asked for this time
E C#m A B7 E
So love me, love me, love me, I'm a liberal
I go to civil rights rallies
And I put down the old D.A.R.
I love Harry and Sidney and Sammy
I hope every colored boy becomes a star
But don't talk about revolution
That's going a little bit too far
So love me, love me, love me, I'm a liberal
I cheered when Humphrey was chosen
My faith in the system restored
I'm glad the commies were thrown out
of the A.F.L. C.I.O. board
I love Puerto Ricans and Negros
as long as they don't move next door
So love me, love me, love me, I'm a liberal
The people of old Mississippi
Should all hang their heads in shame
I can't understand how their minds work
What's the matter don't they watch Les Crain?
But if you ask me to bus my children
I hope the cops take down your name
So love me, love me, love me, I'm a liberal
I read New republic and Nation
I've learned to take every view
You know, I've memorized Lerner and Golden
I feel like I'm almost a Jew
But when it comes to times like korea
There's no one more red, white and blue
So love me, love me, love me, I'm a liberal
I vote for the democtratic party
They want the U.N. to be strong
I go to all the Pete Seeger concerts
He sure gets me singing those songs
I'll send all the money you ask for
But don't ask me to come on along
So love me, love me, love me, I'm a liberal
Once I was young and impulsive
I wore every conceivable pin
Even went to the socialist meetings
Learned all the old union hymns
But I've grown older and wiser
And that's why I'm turning you in
So love me, love me, love me, I'm a liberal
*Songs To While Away The Class Struggle By- Phil Och's "Going Down To Mississippi"
In this series, presented under the headline “Songs To While Away The Class Struggle By”, I will post some songs that I think will help us get through the “dog days” of the struggle for our communist future. I do not vouch for the political thrust of the songs; for the most part they are done by pacifists, social democrats, hell, even just plain old ordinary democrats. And, occasionally, a communist, although hard communist musicians have historically been scarce on the ground. Thus, here we have a regular "popular front" on the music scene. While this would not be acceptable for our political prospects, it will suffice for our purposes here. Markin.
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Markin comment:
This is a continuation of entries for folksinger/songwriter Phil Och's who back in the early 1960s stood right up there with Bob Dylan in the protest songwriting category. The entries on this date testify to that. However, early on I sensed something special about Dylan and never really warmed up to Ochs. His singing style did not "move" me and that counted for a lot in those days. The rest just turned on preference.
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Going Down To Mississipi Lyrics
I'm going down to Mississipi
I'm going down a southern road
And if you never see me again
Remember that I had to go
Remember that I had to go
It's a long road down to Mississipi
It's a short road back the other way
If the cops pull you over to the side of the road
You won't have nothing to say
No, you won't have nothing to say
There's a man waiting down in Mississippi
And he's waiting with a rifle in his hand
And he's looking down the road for an out-of-state car
And he thinks he's fighting for his land
Yes, he thinks he's fighting for his land
And he won't know the clothes I'm wearing
And he doesn't know the name that I own
But his gun is large and his hate is hard
And he knows I'm coming down the road
Yes, he knows I'm coming down the road
It's not for the glory that I'm leaving
It's not trouble that I'm looking for
But there's lots of good work calling me down
And The waiting won't do no more
No, The waiting won't do no more
Don't call me the brave one for going
No, don't pin a medal to my name
For even if there was any choice to make
I'd be going down just the same
I'd be going down just the same
For someone's got to go to mississipi
Just as sure as there's a right and there's a wrong
Even though you say the time will change
That time is just too long
That time is just too long
So I'm going down to Mississipi
I'm going down a southern road
And if you never see me again
Remember that I had to go
Remember that I had to go
***********
Markin comment:
This is a continuation of entries for folksinger/songwriter Phil Och's who back in the early 1960s stood right up there with Bob Dylan in the protest songwriting category. The entries on this date testify to that. However, early on I sensed something special about Dylan and never really warmed up to Ochs. His singing style did not "move" me and that counted for a lot in those days. The rest just turned on preference.
********
Going Down To Mississipi Lyrics
I'm going down to Mississipi
I'm going down a southern road
And if you never see me again
Remember that I had to go
Remember that I had to go
It's a long road down to Mississipi
It's a short road back the other way
If the cops pull you over to the side of the road
You won't have nothing to say
No, you won't have nothing to say
There's a man waiting down in Mississippi
And he's waiting with a rifle in his hand
And he's looking down the road for an out-of-state car
And he thinks he's fighting for his land
Yes, he thinks he's fighting for his land
And he won't know the clothes I'm wearing
And he doesn't know the name that I own
But his gun is large and his hate is hard
And he knows I'm coming down the road
Yes, he knows I'm coming down the road
It's not for the glory that I'm leaving
It's not trouble that I'm looking for
But there's lots of good work calling me down
And The waiting won't do no more
No, The waiting won't do no more
Don't call me the brave one for going
No, don't pin a medal to my name
For even if there was any choice to make
I'd be going down just the same
I'd be going down just the same
For someone's got to go to mississipi
Just as sure as there's a right and there's a wrong
Even though you say the time will change
That time is just too long
That time is just too long
So I'm going down to Mississipi
I'm going down a southern road
And if you never see me again
Remember that I had to go
Remember that I had to go
***Songs To While Away The Class Struggle By- Phil Och's "Here's To The State Of Mississippi"-Mississippi Goddam, Once Again
Click on the title to link to YouTube to hear the above-mentioned Phil Ochs song.
In this series, presented under the headline “Songs To While Away The Class Struggle By”, I will post some songs that I think will help us get through the “dog days” of the struggle for our communist future. I do not vouch for the political thrust of the songs; for the most part they are done by pacifists, social democrats, hell, even just plain old ordinary democrats. And, occasionally, a communist, although hard communist musicians have historically been scarce on the ground. Thus, here we have a regular "popular front" on the music scene. While this would not be acceptable for our political prospects, it will suffice for our purposes here. Markin.
***********
Markin comment:
This is a continuation of entries for folksinger/songwriter Phil Och's who back in the early 1960s stood right up there with Bob Dylan in the protest songwriting category. The entries on this date testify to that. However, early on I sensed something special about Dylan and never really warmed up to Ochs. His singing style did not "move" me and that counted for a lot in those days. The rest just turned on preference.
********
Here's to the State of Mississippi Lyrics
G Em D
Here's to the state of Mississippi,
G F
For Underheath her borders, the devil draws no lines,
G F
If you drag her muddy river, nameless bodies you will find.
G F
whoa the fat trees of the forest have hid a thousand crimes,
G Em Am D
the calender is lyin' when it reads the present time.
G Em C G
Whoa here's to the land you've torn out the heart of,
G Em D G
Mississippi find yourself another country to be part of!
Here's to the people of Mississippi
Who say the folks up north, they just don't understand
And they tremble in their shadows at the thunder of the Klan
The sweating of their souls can't wash the blood from off their hands
They smile and shrug their shoulders at the murder of a man
Oh, here's to the land you've torn out the heart of
Mississippi find yourself another country to be part of
Here's to the schools of Mississippi
Where they're teaching all the children that they don't have to care
All of rudiments of hatred are present everywhere
And every single classroom is a factory of despair
There's nobody learning such a foreign word as fair
Oh, here's to the land you've torn out the heart of
Mississippi find yourself another country to be part of
Here's to the cops of Mississippi
They're chewing their tobacco as they lock the prison door
Their bellies bounce inside them as they knock you to the floor
No they don't like taking prisoners in their private little war
Behind their broken badges there are murderers and more
Oh, here's to the land you've torn out the heart of
Mississippi find yourself another country to be part of
And, here's to the judges of Mississippi
Who wear the robe of honor as they crawl into the court
They're guarding all the bastions with their phony legal fort
Oh, justice is a stranger when the prisoners report
When the black man stands accused the trial is always short
Oh, here's to the land you've torn out the heart of
Mississippi find yourself another country to be part of
And here's to the government of Mississippi
In the swamp of their bureaucracy they're always bogging down
And criminals are posing as the mayors of the towns
They're hoping that no one sees the sights and hears the sounds
And the speeches of the governor are the ravings of a clown
Oh, here's to the land you've torn out the heart of
Mississippi find yourself another country to be part of
And here's to the laws of Mississippi
Congressmen will gather in a circus of delay
While the Constitution is drowning in an ocean of decay
Unwed mothers should be sterilized, I've even heard them say
Yes, corruption can be classic in the Mississippi way
Oh, here's to the land you've torn out the heart of
Mississippi find yourself another country to be part of
And here's to the churches of Mississippi
Where the cross, once made of silver, now is caked with rust
And the Sunday morning sermons pander to their lust
The fallen face of Jesus is choking in the dust
Heaven only knows in which God they can trust
Oh, here's to the land you've torn out the heart of
Mississippi find yourself another country to be part of
In this series, presented under the headline “Songs To While Away The Class Struggle By”, I will post some songs that I think will help us get through the “dog days” of the struggle for our communist future. I do not vouch for the political thrust of the songs; for the most part they are done by pacifists, social democrats, hell, even just plain old ordinary democrats. And, occasionally, a communist, although hard communist musicians have historically been scarce on the ground. Thus, here we have a regular "popular front" on the music scene. While this would not be acceptable for our political prospects, it will suffice for our purposes here. Markin.
***********
Markin comment:
This is a continuation of entries for folksinger/songwriter Phil Och's who back in the early 1960s stood right up there with Bob Dylan in the protest songwriting category. The entries on this date testify to that. However, early on I sensed something special about Dylan and never really warmed up to Ochs. His singing style did not "move" me and that counted for a lot in those days. The rest just turned on preference.
********
Here's to the State of Mississippi Lyrics
G Em D
Here's to the state of Mississippi,
G F
For Underheath her borders, the devil draws no lines,
G F
If you drag her muddy river, nameless bodies you will find.
G F
whoa the fat trees of the forest have hid a thousand crimes,
G Em Am D
the calender is lyin' when it reads the present time.
G Em C G
Whoa here's to the land you've torn out the heart of,
G Em D G
Mississippi find yourself another country to be part of!
Here's to the people of Mississippi
Who say the folks up north, they just don't understand
And they tremble in their shadows at the thunder of the Klan
The sweating of their souls can't wash the blood from off their hands
They smile and shrug their shoulders at the murder of a man
Oh, here's to the land you've torn out the heart of
Mississippi find yourself another country to be part of
Here's to the schools of Mississippi
Where they're teaching all the children that they don't have to care
All of rudiments of hatred are present everywhere
And every single classroom is a factory of despair
There's nobody learning such a foreign word as fair
Oh, here's to the land you've torn out the heart of
Mississippi find yourself another country to be part of
Here's to the cops of Mississippi
They're chewing their tobacco as they lock the prison door
Their bellies bounce inside them as they knock you to the floor
No they don't like taking prisoners in their private little war
Behind their broken badges there are murderers and more
Oh, here's to the land you've torn out the heart of
Mississippi find yourself another country to be part of
And, here's to the judges of Mississippi
Who wear the robe of honor as they crawl into the court
They're guarding all the bastions with their phony legal fort
Oh, justice is a stranger when the prisoners report
When the black man stands accused the trial is always short
Oh, here's to the land you've torn out the heart of
Mississippi find yourself another country to be part of
And here's to the government of Mississippi
In the swamp of their bureaucracy they're always bogging down
And criminals are posing as the mayors of the towns
They're hoping that no one sees the sights and hears the sounds
And the speeches of the governor are the ravings of a clown
Oh, here's to the land you've torn out the heart of
Mississippi find yourself another country to be part of
And here's to the laws of Mississippi
Congressmen will gather in a circus of delay
While the Constitution is drowning in an ocean of decay
Unwed mothers should be sterilized, I've even heard them say
Yes, corruption can be classic in the Mississippi way
Oh, here's to the land you've torn out the heart of
Mississippi find yourself another country to be part of
And here's to the churches of Mississippi
Where the cross, once made of silver, now is caked with rust
And the Sunday morning sermons pander to their lust
The fallen face of Jesus is choking in the dust
Heaven only knows in which God they can trust
Oh, here's to the land you've torn out the heart of
Mississippi find yourself another country to be part of
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