God Knows I’ve Tried

My friends have turned off their televisions, signed off Facebook and, one guy keeps saying, “We have to give him a chance.”

And I keep saying, “If I wanted to give him a chance, I would’ve voted for him.”

Guess which one of us is accussed of being a broken record?

That’s alright. I say, “You don’t want my opinion, please don’t bring it up in my presence.”

This standing my ground is new for me. I usually leave when political topics are discussed. I leave because I know I’m often the only one with a different point of view and, on those few occasions when I’ve articulated my position, I’m told, “FYI Abbie Hoffman. The sixties are over.”

I know they’re over. And, I know before they were over, this country put laws in place to end discrimination, ensure civil/voting rights, and created programs to care for the poor and the elderly.

 I also know, before they were over, three leaders, President John F. Kennedy (1963), Civil Rights Icon, Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr(1968), and Senator Robert Kennedy (1968), were assassinated. I also know the causes of the many urban riots of the 60’s (Harlem, Watts, Detroit, Chicago, etc.) can be traced to the racism endemic in our cities and institutions. 

Anti-war protests taking place outside of the 1968 Democratic Convention convinced me of one thing: I’m no Abbie Hoffman. 

I don’t have the conviction, one track mindedness and fanatic zeal to be a revolutionary. I’m just a guy who used to believe that the United States stood for equal opportunity for all regardless of status, creed, sex, etnicity or race. 

The sixties convinced me otherwise. The sixties opened my eyes and I haven’t been able to close them since.


About joefingas

I am a songwriter, poet, blues singer, and a boogie woogie piano player. I have a grandson but I have no children of my own. All my women have wised up and left me. I was a bum, a wino, a drug/alcohol counselor, a prevention/intervention specialist and a pretender. I have no more time to pretend.
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