Maybe it's survivor's guilt. As I watch, along with you, the world unravelling, led sensationally by the USA, on the internet, I worry about the victims. The poor. The sick and the uninsured. The immigrants and the unemployed. The under-employed. I feel like I left just as the bottom of decency and compassion was dropping out.
For a man who was born in Alabama during the Segregation Forever era and came of age during the Viet Nam war times, nothing about this heartache is new. Of course more of the bullies have nuclear weapons now and we laugh at the quaint memories of "duck and cover."
We had rock'n'roll then.
What's gonna get us through these times? We could use some heroes.
Give us peace on earth and end this dreadful, dreadful war.
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