Oh, please, Grace, give it up. You're an ancient old fart whose politics were au courant forty years ago, but they're just dinosaur bones now. You still believe the same "radical chic" crap you bought into back then. Those of us who have brains actually figured it out and dropped the Marxist trash we used to spout; as far as I know, you didn't.
Now, if you're making the tour to keep yourself alive in the memories of ancient leftist geezers everywhere, don't bother, we haven't forgotten you. I even still have your albums, and a turntable to play them on. There are others who never had your albums but share your mp3s on the internet or watch your videos on YouTube. You'll live on--as an attractive young hippie chick, not as a wrinkled old Marxist nitwit who has outlived the stupid philosophy she used to push in her songs--as long as those old videos survive.
Wanna do yourself a favor? Rewrite the words to "Lather" or "We Can Be Together" and bring them into the world of common sense. We don't want a revolution. I figured out that America wasn't such a crappy place after all--and never had been, not even in those nasty old 'Fifties--shortly after the time you released that album, but like a million other hippies and former hippies, I dumped the Marxist garbage while you kept on with it.
Please, get a clue.
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