Back in the Sixties, there was (I've read somewhere) an episode of a TV series that followed the adventures of a band of rascals who were traveling through space (and apparently time also) and they came upon a fellow who told them that when the century that contained the Sixties ended, there would be a period of relative calm. Global conflicts, like World War II, would be a thing of the past. There would only be little, localized skirmishes. They would be called "Bush Wars."
So it is that truly religious folks are content to let the devil's music die and concentrate, like good Christians should, on continuing the slaughter and carnage in the Middle East.
Only old fogies care about hearing music today that will evoke memories of the contemporary scene ten years from now. Odds are that ten years from now, young Americans will still be working on the efforts to bring democracy to Iraq, Iran, Afghanistan, and maybe even Yemen and so songs that are a decade old won't make one bit of difference, so why worry about them.
There ain't never going to be a Bush Wars Soundtrack Album because the artists are too busy making money to waste time on putting kumbaya moments into the product. Today's musicians are capitalists, just like Reagan and Rush.
There's an old saying: "If you can remember the Sixties; you weren't really there."
Now, the disk jockey will play "The Ballad of the Green Berets," "Eve of Destruction," "Masters of War" and "Where Have All the Flowers Gone?" It's time for us to go over to Spraul Plaza and see what the kids are protesting this decade. Have the kind of week that would make Lloyd Thaxton proud.
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