Reading about the referendums on marijuana laws in DeKalb County and the fact that we might actually make some progress on that front. Marijuana, against all reason or logic, is still illegal, while tobacco is still available at any gas station or convenience store. Even more perplexing is vape juice, which strips out any semblance of organic matter.
Politics hasn’t changed much either, as we’re looking at impeaching a president once again. Seems crazy that for all the free living of the 1960s and 1970s that it took until 2008 for the U.S. to elect a black president. Forty years goes by and we’ve apparently not learned much, and in some cases, we’ve gone in reverse as a nation.
Back in 1971, Steve Winwood and Jim Capaldi wrote a bunch of songs as the band Traffic. While not prescient or overly political, they did touch on how it felt to be a young dude at that time. There’s probably some allegory and metaphor at work, but they were more concerned with groove.
Whether they were talking about representatives at the state or federal level, or they just wanted another dude to stop talking and light up a joint, the groove is where it’s at. See for yourself:
You walk in my room, you lie in my bed
You open your mouth, shoot someone dead
All of a sudden you’re inside my head
Either light up or leave me alone
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