Bob Dylan's Change FINALLY Gets Here
Obama is now going full throttle on the subject; in fact, I’m surprise Obama doesn’t bring out Bob Dylan for one of his rallies, because ol’ Bob wrote many a song about the subject. He was there leading the chant in the last unpopular war with the “left”
Only, we didn’t know there was such a thing as “left” back then.
Anyone who grew up in the sixties, remembers Bob Dylan. I personally, had all his albums and knew every word on every record by heart. Time magazine made Dylan a God before Obama was out of diapers.
I often wonder just what the kids are memorizing today on their I-Pods. What messages are being sung----what emotional imprints are they learning from their favorite bands?
I’m not sure I want to know, but something tells me its more important than we may think.
Music, and the way it wires messages into our brains (someone somewhere has done study on this) can be the ultimate propaganda shaper for that special age of youth. Mix in raging hormones, alcohol and drug abuse, and young minds are pretty easy to manipulate.
Wise men controlling populations know this fact very well.
And manipulate they did. Baby boomers brains were made into pretty much fodder for future behavior, and Bob Dylan was their messiah.
That lone Jewish boy from Minnesota almost single handedly shaped the vast liberal left wing democratic party we now wittiness in Obama and the rise of this communistic takeover, which by the way, had been implemented in the universities in the sixties for that purpose.
The sixties were all about “change” and boy, does it ever feel like they are using the old Bob Dylan mantra again today.
Frankly, the day the Bob Dylan sat next to President Bill Clinton, receiving the Kennedy Medal of Honor, while at that very moment Clinton was dropping bombs daily all over Kosovo, was the perfect example of hypocrisy at it’s finest. The “Master of War” author evidently didn’t think it was so important to stick to his “principles” when it came to getting something for himself.
I can still remember the look on Bill Clinton’s face…he was sitting next to one of his Gods.
That was the “end of the innocence” for me. At that moment, I felt that both of them could go love each other in some hot place and not bother to come back.
Later on, my idealistic image of Bob was completely shattered when I read an interview in Rolling Stones and found out that he really was a complete chauvinist pig about the subject of women (as was his buddy Bill Clinton) and couldn’t believe that all this time, the men of the sixties talked the talk of women’s liberation, but deep down, the reality was, they loved the “free and equal sex” movement because they got laid a lot more often than they would have in the old moralistic age of the fifties.
What a wonderful world it was until Aids spoiled it all.
This “free sex” lead to the millions of aborted babies of the next upcoming decades in which the mostly Caucasian race was keep at a very low birthrate because of “right of the woman”, which also left millions of men off the hook to financially support any of their one night stands.
The Marxists had a hand in it all---from the Black Panthers, to the Race Riots, to the drugs. Most of the baby boomers parents were beyond desperation at what they saw.
They knew what communism was, and had fought to kill it. They just couldn’t believe it was right here working on their kids. And the Marxists are still here today, and much like the baby boomers in the sixties...they have NO clue just how bad Obama will be for them.
On a happier note... Bob Dylan has written some great songs. He just can’t sing.
Come on---he sounds like your grandmother talking to her chickens. And because he couldn’t sing, he wrote the first rap songs, but I doubt anyone will give him credit for that because he’s a white Jewish boy.
Yeah. the guy has talent. He always claimed he NEVER wanted to lead or influence anyone’s opinions anywhere, which makes me wonder now if someone else was writing those songs at for him at first…which is why he never gave interviews.
Bob after all, was just a nobody, who went to New York, because he said he was inspired by his idol Woody Guthrie. (a big socialist) Nobody else in America had heard of Woody Guthrie, but what the heck did we know?
Somewhere I read that old Bob said he never wanted to change the world; he just wanted a house with a picket fence and a bunch of kids, and I for one believe that’s the truth.
So in honor of all this “change” I’ve reprinted here the words to one of Bob’s biggest hits: “The Times they are a Changing”
And after you read them, ask yourself---Does this sound like a song some very young guy would write? I wonder many times, if that whole sixties “movement” wasn’t orchestrated for the infiltration of the left, and eventual takeover of the United States. Maybe even promote a fresh young talent to deliver that message perfectly.
And if we judge recent events, I’d say they have pretty much got that change they wanted.
Anyway, here’s the song in its entirety…it reads. Like a brochure for Obama.
“The Times They Are a Changing” by Bob Dylan
Come gather round people
Wherever you roam
And admit that the waters
Around you have grown
And accept it that soon
You’ll be drenched to the bone (With Weather mod-di-fi-ca-tion!)sorry…
If your time to you
Is worth saving’
Then you better start swimming’
Or you’ll sink like a stone
For the times they are a-changin’.
Come writers and critics
Who prophesize with your pen
And keep your eyes wide
The chance won’t come again
And don’t speak too soon
For the wheel’s still in spin
And there’s no tellin’ who
That it’s naming.
For the loser now
Will be later to win (Hillary?)
For the times they are a-changin’.
Come senators, congressmen
Please heed the call
Don’t stand in the doorway
Don’t block up the hall (well, that won’t happen)
For he that gets hurt
Will be he who has stalled
There’s a battle outside
And it’s ragin’
It’ll soon shake your windows
And rattle your walls
For the times they are a-changin’
Come mothers and fathers
Throughout the land
And don’t criticize
What you can’t understand (Back then, it was “free sex” now its tongue rings)
Your sons and your daughters
Are beyond your command (Do NOT approach that school.)
Your old road is
Please get out of the new one (call assisted suicide!)
If you can’t lend your hand
For the times they are a-changin.
The line it is drawn
The curse it is cast
The slow one now
Will later be fast
The order is
And the first one now
Will later be last
For the times they are a-changing.
---Okay, that last stanza makes NO sense, but it was well known that Bob liked his reefers. (In fact it was Bob Dylan that turned the Beatles onto smoking weed, and McCartney never stopped...)
And did he inhale?
We all know the answer to that one. Some things never change.
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