It takes a second to say goodbye
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Push the button and pull the plug
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Fall, rise and…
This song is about activists or any activist movement (though a movement against the atomic bomb is called out specifically).
Perhaps in my middle age I have lost the zeal to really be an activist for any cause. I do not think I have ever picketed anything. I do remember a church I grew up in joining in with other local churches to picket a woman’s wrestling match that came to town during the county fair once. I lived in a small, Midwestern town (population 5,000 or so with only 1 stop light) and the conservative church found this event offensive enough to take action. I think I was too young to join in as I do not recall being invited.
The wife works part time as a representative for a high end dog food. Basically she hangs around the dog food section of some local pet stores and promotes her product for 4 hours at a time. Most of the pet stores that she goes to sell puppies. With that comes a set of protestors outside the store (usually on Saturdays). They are protesting the store in that they sell puppies form puppy mills. There is only one problem, the store does not get their puppies from anywhere but reputable breeders. Evidently the store employees and owners have tried to reason with the protestors but to no avail. It seems these folks are actually being paid for their time so they could not care less where the store gets their puppies, they just want to get paid. They evidently are not allowed to say who is paying them.
Now I think of all kinds of things that I might protest and puppy mills might be on the list. But, it would be way down the list. Would to God that I had so much free time in my life that I could get down that far on my list. As for the U2 song that inspired this blog, maybe I need to think of a good cause to get behind while I am still able to walk a picket line,
Jon
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