Somebody tell my mother if I die

not


I’m fine, thank you.

I was making Boring Chicken Vegetable Soup for dinner, staring into the filling garbage, and thought of this song from fifty years ago. Followed by its Vietnam-era moan. Most of that band is dead now, BTW.

And for today’s young people:

“1984
Knockin’ on your door
Will you let it come?
Will you let it run your life?

It’s time you started thinking inside your head
That you should stand up and fight
Oh just where will you be when your freedom is dead
Won’t you listen tonight?”

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