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To: LindyBill who wrote (128229)	7/29/2005 2:00:12 AM
From: ManyMoose	Respond to of 793919

When I was strumming those songs on my guitar around the campfire, I was a Republican and had NO IDEA that they were political songs. I just thought they were great music, and still do. It is a mystery to me why singers and other musicians think they have a corner on the social justice market. What is it about singing that makes them think so? OK, we have Lee Greenwood and Charlie Daniels, but some of the best musicians like those in the article you posted are so left wing they fly around in circles. Yet they attract multitudes to the left wing point of view. Even my naive younger self could not see that they were wooing me to their causes. I maintain that the conservative side needs to get some musicians, writers, poets, and painters behind them. What's to prevent it? Does the left wing have a corner on talent too? I don't think so. Of course, we could just go apolitical in our entertainment. One of my favorites (please tell me there's no message in this one!): The Frozen Logger Lyrics: James Stevens As I sat down one evening, was in a small café A forty year old waitress to me these words did say I see you that you are a logger and not just a common bum 'Cause nobody but a logger stirs his coffee with his thumb My lover he was a logger, there's none like him today Well if you'd pour whiskey on him well he'd eat a bale of hay He never used a razor to shave his horny hide He'd just drive them in with a hammer then he'd bite them off inside My lover he came to see me was on a freezing day He held me in a fond embrace that broke three vertebraes Well he kissed me when we parted so hard that he broke my jaw And I could not speak to tell him he forgot his mackinaw I saw my lover leaving sauntering through the snow Well going grimly homeward at forty eight below Wll the weather tried to freeze him it tried its level best At a hundred degrees below zero why, he buttoned up his vest It froze clean through to China and it froze to the stars above And at a thousand degrees below zero it froze my logger love And so I lost my lover and to this café I come And here I wait till someone stirs his coffee with his thumb

To: LindyBill who wrote (128229)	7/29/2005 3:41:43 PM
From: KLP	Respond to of 793919

I never realized it before reading this article, LB. We are dealing with the "clean cuts" versus "the scruffies" still today in so many areas. Some of the "scruffies" have cleaned up a bit, but deep down, they dress down (mentally and physically) trying to imitate their version of 'mass man', while they themselves, continue to feel superior to 'mass man.' (Think Kerry, Michael Moore, etc here) The "clean cuts" on the other hand, believe that everyone is equal, and dress to suit themselves, with no hidden ulterior motive or hidden 'power trip.'. It happened in early March 1962, when the clean-cut, stripe-shirted Kingston Trio released their recording of Seeger’s “Where Have All the Flowers Gone?”