Stumbled onto this on the chawed rosin. It’s by Phil Ochs, and the footage was shot in Sweden in 1969. I love, love this song, having first heard it when I was 19, shortly before Gulf War I and my student antiwar organizing days. So I had to post it here.
Archive for the ‘politics’ Category
Saturday — October 27, 2007. March against the war in Iraq (and the impending war on Iran) from downtown SF to the Mission District. Click here for more photos on Indybay.org.
On Delores Street, entering Delores Park. Sometimes it’s hard for me overcome being jaded — knowing the @#$@!s who started this war don’t give a shit that most people want this war to end — to get myself to a demonstration. So I was happy to see the large turnout; even with the usual end-of-march attrition, tens of thousands of protesters filled the park.
You can guess what these are supposed to represent.
Gotta rush off to class, but I didn’t want to let this day pass unmarked. It ain’t “Red Crochet” for nothin’.
A few related articles:
The Brief Origins of May Day (Wobbly)
Mmmmmm Mm Mm. Pardon me; I was just enjoying my nightly dose of ice cream, Haagen Dazs Butter Pecan. This is a completely inappropriate way to start a post that features …
Guess what this is? Body count mittens. Click here to see what kind of trouble Lisa at Little Red Blog of Revolutionary Knitting has been getting into.
And here’s a blog by my friend Judy, another (Korean-American) trouble-maker who’s currently living in Vancouver. She has a hilarious comic on her blog based on, of all things, her dissertation research on Korean evangelicals.