There are rhetorical perils to basing an essay or story on a song that one loves dearly. First, you’re never going to reflect the brilliance or compassion or beauty or whatever it is that touches you. The best you can hope for is sharing a story of your own that the song has some resonance…
Anyone with a calm pulse and apathetic demeanor right now is no less insane than Trump or is irresponsible beyond all reason.
In fact, if you look at the entire Republican/Neoliberal Democrat policy platforms, you will find that they are almost entirely about diminishing the humanity of and reducing the economic and civic power of workers below the CEO and Ownership level.
The American economic model is that cities and regions should prostitute themselves – in a buyers’ market, no less – to get a few jobs, all in hopes that some semblance of past abundance will return to them.
No one was laughing coming out of the theater. I remember very clearly telling the usher who was standing outside the door, “People are going to be angry coming out of this movie. Oh my god.”