Ok. So I have been watching some documentary about the late 1960's.

Point One:

(Tying the insanity of those days to now a days) America seems to be going crazy again, and yet again we have a sociopath in the White House.

Point Two:

Marvin, Marvin, where are you when we need your soulful
truth-telling.

Well, we do at least have your recordings, and the lyrics to your most timely of 60's songs.

(And before I post it, I have distinct memories of this song from back in the the day. Word!)

Mother, mother
There's too many of you crying

Brother, brother, brother
There's far too many of you dying

You know we've got to find a way
To bring some lovin' here today - Ya

Father, father
We don't need to escalate

You see, war is not the answer
For only love can conquer hate

You know we've got to find a way
To bring some lovin' here, today

Picket lines, and picket signs

Don't punish me, with brutality

Talk to me, so you can see

Oh, what's going on - What's going on
Ya, what's going on -Ah, what's going on

In the mean time
Right on, baby
Right on
Right on

Father, father,

everybody thinks we're wrong

Oh, but who are they to judge us,
Simply because our hair is long

Oh, you know we've got to find a way
To bring some understanding, here today
Oh

Picket lines, and picket signs

Don't punish me, with brutality

Talk to me, So you can see

What's going on - Ya, what's going on
Tell me what's going on - I'll tell you what's

going on - Uh
Right on baby
Right on baby

I say again, Marvin, we miss you Brother.