Bobert: "Wikipedia isn't 100% factual... Anything remotely political get high-jacked by the right..."

You are fucking hilarious!....I was pointing out the dates!..and talking to you,..referring to something that is so obviously true..and you want to nitpick the politics of it, and then start driveling about the 'right'.....Does being on the 'left' really make people THAT stupid???

What's the matter??..Doesn't the 'left' believe in freedom? Aren't you functioning in the freedom and civil rights that what's left of our Constitution guarantee us of??..The fact that we still have the freedom to be expressing ourselves openly(and as creative we wish), as we are here...the 'left' doesn't enjoy the freedom of that??....Would you trade your freedom for a totalitarian state that provided every whim you wanted, or needed to stay robotic??..Is that what you want???...Because if it is, quit bitching about the 'right' because both of you nutcases(right and left) are doing the same thing to take away our freedoms, and due processes!...only difference is the 'bag of candy' is of two different flavors!...and Mommy used to tell me, "Don't take candy from strangers..kidnappers do that!"...and with every one of these bogus programs, and wars, and economic trickery, and over taxing, for God only knows what hidden agenda is the one of the day, we all lose a bit of our freedoms, and due processes!!~~ Patriot Act??..NDAA??...repealing Glass-Steagall??..and all the other loopholes they do to open and shut doors for felonious corporate/banking legalized scams!....loosening of the anti-monopoly laws?....and wait till you get a load of the shit in 'Obamacare' that has more to do with control, more than health!
Guys, once you lose your freedom, you have nothing!!....and I don't give a flying fuck in a rat's hemorrhoidal ass what 'side' is presenting another agenda, program, benefit, war, scam, trend..etc, etc....if you are chipping away at our freedom..then YOU are the enemy..Flat Fucking Out!!! and if all I can do to oppose that is what was sung before, by Mr. Dylan, among others...then so be it...(now, what did Mr. Dylan sing??..(not the whole piece, and mostly the last verse. (I thought if you had to read the whole thing, some of your attention spans would have gone blank...from what I've seen).

Oh, what did you see, my blue-eyed son?
Oh, what did you see, my darling young one?
I saw a newborn baby with wild wolves all around it
I saw a highway of diamonds with nobody on it
I saw a black branch with blood that kept drippin'
I saw a room full of men with their hammers a-bleedin'
I saw a white ladder all covered with water
I saw ten thousand talkers whose tongues were all broken
I saw guns and sharp swords in the hands of young children
And it's a hard, and it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard
And it's a hard rain's a-gonna fall

And what did you hear, my blue-eyed son?
And what did you hear, my darling young one?
I heard the sound of a thunder, it roared out a warnin'
Heard the roar of a wave that could drown the whole world
Heard one hundred drummers whose hands were a-blazin'
Heard ten thousand whisperin' and nobody listenin'
Heard one person starve, I heard many people laughin'
Heard the song of a poet who died in the gutter
Heard the sound of a clown who cried in the alley
And it's a hard, and it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard
And it's a hard rain's a-gonna fall

Oh, who did you meet, my blue-eyed son?
Who did you meet, my darling young one?
I met a young child beside a dead pony
I met a white man who walked a black dog
I met a young woman whose body was burning
I met a young girl, she gave me a rainbow
I met one man who was wounded in love
I met another man who was wounded with hatred
And it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard
It's a hard rain's a-gonna fall

Oh, what'll you do now, my blue-eyed son?
Oh, what'll you do now, my darling young one?
I'm a-goin' back out 'fore the rain starts a-fallin'
I'll walk to the depths of the deepest black forest
Where the people are many and their hands are all empty
Where the pellets of poison are flooding their waters
Where the home in the valley meets the damp dirty prison
Where the executioner's face is always well hidden
Where hunger is ugly, where souls are forgotten
Where black is the color, where none is the number
And I'll tell it and think it and speak it and breathe it
And reflect it from the mountain so all souls can see it
Then I'll stand on the ocean until I start sinkin'
But I'll know my song well before I start singin'
And it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard
It's a hard rain's a-gonna fall
Copyright © 1963

OK?...and Highest Regards to those who REALLY 'get it'!!!

GfS