i smoked crack with the baby jesus

Neil Young’s new album will apparently feature a song called Let’s Impeach The President.
Here are the lyrics:

Let’s impeach the president for lying
And leading our country into war
Abusing all the power that we gave him
And shipping all our money out the door

He’s the man who hired all the criminals
The White House shadows who hide behind closed doors
And bend the facts to fit with their new stories
Of why we have to send our men to war

Let’s impeach the president for spying
On citizens inside their own homes
Breaking every law in the country
By tapping our computers and telephones

What if Al Qaeda blew up the levees
Would New Orleans have been safer that way
Sheltered by our government’s protection
Or was someone just not home that day?

Let’s impeach the president
For hijacking our religion and using it to get elected
Dividing our country into colors
And still leaving black people neglected

Thank god he’s cracking down on steroids
Since he sold his old baseball team
There’s lot of people looking at big trouble
But of course the president is clean

Thank God

Will a song change anything? Bob Dylan never thought his songs would change the world. Maybe it just gives us something to blog about.

Meanwhile, the projected cost of war in Iraq will soon reach 320 billion, with another estimated 371 billion to come to cover a pull out.

The UN reckons 0.7% of the industrialised nations GNP would cover achieving the Millenium Development Goals – you know, halve poverty, stop spread of AIDS, primary education for everyone, that sort of thing. By my quick calculations, based on these figures from 2000, that is about 198 billion dollars – and that was only using the top 15 nations.

Again, it is eminently possible, within current resources, to make the world pretty cool for everyone. We can do things differently, as a species. We just need to stop doing really stupid things for the wrong reasons. 🙂

No Responses to “i smoked crack with the baby jesus”

  1.   john d
    April 30th, 2006 | 11:41 am

    🙂 thanks

  2.   Daryl
    May 6th, 2006 | 7:32 pm

    Your final paragraph is beautiful. Mind if i quote you at the bottom of emails?

  3.   Administrator
    May 7th, 2006 | 12:20 am

    Uh. Sure! Thanks. 🙂

    Maybe link to the site, too, if it’s not too much to ask? It might be a bit odd to just quote “Billy” 🙂

  4.   bradley
    May 10th, 2006 | 11:20 am

    “Bob Dylan never thought his songs would change the world”

    I was talking about this with a friend the other day. In age he’s alot closer to the sixties than I am. Somethings he said really stood out to me. They were along the lines of how he felt the scope of idealism has slowly eroded over the years. You can argue over what has come of the changes that happened in the sixties, but could they have happened at all without people believing they could? Maybe the last civil liberty to go will be our freedom to imagine any kind of liberty as possible at all.

    Here’s a lyric Dylan sung at The March on Washington in ’63. It’s a favourite of mine. http://www.bobdylan.com/songs/pawn.html

  5.   Administrator
    May 10th, 2006 | 11:40 am

    There’s some specific interview I was thinking of with Dylan where he said that; it was an older, reflective Dylan.

    There’s a difference between thinking his songs might change the world and whether or not concerted efforts of lots of people can.

    If the scope of idealism has changed that can probably be traced to the changing marketing preferences of the baby boomers which tends to dominate and frame discourse concerns to an extent.

    Again, the revolutionary generation has consistently been the youth.

  6.   bradley
    May 10th, 2006 | 2:16 pm

    Dylan also once told a reporter: ‘Tell me what you want me to say and I’ll say it.’ I think he’s long since reserved his right to make it up as he goes along.

    And sure, you can make a distinction between someone singing a song and a number of people acting to effect change but are the two unrelated? It’s pretty well known now that butterflies don’t beat their wings in vain.