October 24, 2007
by Mary MacElveen

Did you ever hear the phrase, they sure don't make things like they used to?  That phrase can attach to so many things or situations within our collective lives.  During the Viet Nam War, a powerful song came out and one that I still feel applicable to this day.  It was sung by Country Joe and the Blowfish titled, I Feel like I'm Fixin to Die Rag.  Below are the lyrics to this wonderful song and all one has to do is substitute Iran since Iraq is but a foot note in my belief.  T

he reason for saying that is that Washington already has Iran in their sights.  They want endless wars for year and years to come.  In copying the lyrics the beginning of it while spelling fish as we all know in listening to this song was the ?f' word.  Yes, we are all indeed f'd should our government allow for this to happen.

Just the mere fact that it mentions Wall Street is as telling back then as it is now.  As we all know, stocks from companies like Halliburton, Bechtel, Kellogg Brown and Root, Raytheon and so many other wonderful defense contractors are traded which line the pockets of these whores of greed.  As they get insanely rich, the world waits for their weaponry to take some to the Pearly Gates and others to the Gates of Hell.

I would like to think that all that have been protesting this war in Iraq and as some have begun to speak out against any war with Iran will surely make it to the Pearly Gates and the rest; well we all know where they are going.

If you think that Washington cares, I invite you to read one of the most powerful articles written by Michael S. Rozeff titled, On Track for U.S. Collapse.  In reading it, you will tremble with the utmost fright as I did.

In my thank you letter to Mr. Rozeff, I wrote in part, "Not only do I think that Bush and Cheney need to be impeached but many of the powerful elected officials we have on both sides of the political aisle in Washington.  All need to be removed from power, for allowing these events to unfold. They have in fact betrayed the American people." 

Who are those people you may be asking?  In my opinion any elected official like Senators, Lieberman, Kyl, Clinton, McCain, Brownback and many more.  Any presidential candidate no matter what side of the political aisle that states no option should be taken off the table such as Senator Obama should also be removed from power.  This is only our survival as a people that I am speaking of.

Those who are not in power presently yet saber rattle like former Mayor Rudy Giuliani, former Senator Fred Thompson are beyond contempt if this is the world they wish to give us as president.

After reading Mr. Rozeff's piece another song came to my head and that is Barry McGuire's song, Eve of Destruction and as you will see, I also copied the lyrics to that song.  Having just listened to it, this stanza sang out to me, "Yeah, my blood's so mad feels like coagulatin"
 
I just wonder how many are feeling this way from coast-to-coast as they see Washington taking us down the darkened abyss.  As we scream in anger and become terrified, as we open up our mouths to scream, while it is a deafening roar, Washington chooses to hear silence.
 
If you think for one second that the top-tier presidential candidates on both sides of the political aisle can deliver us from this madness, think again.  This message goes to both Republicans and Democrats alike: do not vote for any of these top-tier candidates in the upcoming primaries.  Our very survival depends upon it.
 
No, this is not a red VS blue call to the American people, but one of our very survival.

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F!
Gimme an I!

I!
Gimme an S!

S!
Gimme an H!

H!
What's that spell?

FISH!
What's that spell?

FISH!
What's that spell?

FISH!
 
Yeah, come on all of you, big strong men,
Uncle Sam needs your help again.
He's got himself in a terrible jam
Way down yonder in Vietnam
So put down your books and pick up a gun,
We're gonna have a whole lotta fun.
 
And it's one, two, three,
What are we fighting for ?
Don't ask me, I don't give a damn,
Next stop is Vietnam;
And it's five, six, seven,
Open up the pearly gates,
Well there ain't no time to wonder why,
Whoopee! we're all gonna die.
 
Well, come on generals, let's move fast;
Your big chance has come at last.
Gotta go out and get those reds -
The only good commie is the one who's dead
And you know that peace can only be won
When we've blown 'em all to kingdom come.

And it's one, two, three,
What are we fighting for?
Don't ask me, I don't give a damn,
Next stop is Vietnam;

And it's five, six, seven,
Open up the pearly gates,
Well there ain't no time to wonder why
Whoopee! we're all gonna die.

Huh! 

Well, come on Wall Street, don't move slow,
Why man, this is war au-go-go.
There's plenty good money to be made
By supplying the Army with the tools of the trade,
Just hope and pray that if they drop the bomb,

They drop it on the Viet Cong.

And it's one, two, three,
What are we fighting for?
Don't ask me, I don't give a damn,
Next stop is Vietnam.
And it's five, six, seven,
Open up the pearly gates,

Well there ain't no time to wonder why
Whoopee! we're all gonna die.

Well, come on mothers throughout the land,
Pack your boys off to Vietnam.
Come on fathers, don't hesitate,
Send 'em off before it's too late.

Be the first one on your block
To have your boy come home in a box.

And it's one, two, three
What are we fighting for?
Don't ask me, I don't give a damn,
Next stop is Vietnam.

And it's five, six, seven,
Open up the pearly gates,
Well there ain't no time to wonder why,
Whoopee! we're all gonna die.
 
Eve of Destruction: by Barry McGuire

The eastern world, it is exploding
Violence flarin', bullets loadin'
You're old enough to kill, but not for votin'
You don't believe in war, but what's that gun you're totin'
And even the Jordan River has bodies floatin'
 
But you tell me
Over and over and over again, my friend
Ah, you don't believe
We're on the eve
of destruction.
 
Don't you understand what I'm tryin' to say
Can't you feel the fears I'm feelin' today?
If the button is pushed, there's no runnin' away
There'll be no one to save, with the world in a grave
[Take a look around ya boy, it's bound to scare ya boy]
 
And you tell me
Over and over and over again, my friend
Ah, you don't believe
We're on the eve
of destruction.
 
Yeah, my blood's so mad feels like coagulatin'
I'm sitting here just contemplatin'
I can't twist the truth, it knows no regulation.
Handful of senators don't pass legislation
And marches alone can't bring integration
When human respect is disintegratin'
This whole crazy world is just too frustratin'
 
And you tell me
Over and over and over again, my friend
Ah, you don't believe
We're on the eve
of destruction.
 
Think of all the hate there is in Red China
Then take a look around to Selma, Alabama
You may leave here for 4 days in space
But when you return, it's the same old place
The poundin' of the drums, the pride and disgrace
You can bury your dead, but don't leave a traceHate your next-door neighbor, but don't forget to say grace

And. tell me over and over and over and over again, my friend
You don't believe
We're on the eve
Of destruction
Mm, no no, you don't believe
We're on the eve
of destruction.

This column is dedicated to the human race.

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Mary MacElveen [send her email] is a freelance writer who maintains a blog at http://www.marymacelveen.com. She has been published by many other websites, and has been a guest on the Jay Diamond Radio Show on WRKO in Boston and has also appeared on CNN. She has done numerous web broadcasts for sites such as RadioLeft.com, TVNewsLies.org and FranklySpeakingRadio.com.