America is the wealthiest nation on earth,
but its people are mainly poor, and poor
Americans are urged to hate themselves. It is in 
fact a crime in America to be poor, even though
America is a nation of poor.   Every other nation 
has folk traditions of men who were poor but 
extremely wise and virtuous, and therefore more 
estimable than anyone with power and gold.  No such 
tales are told by American poor.  They mock themselves 
and glorify their betters.



Americans, like human beings everywhere, believe 
many things that are obviously unture.  The most 
destructive untruth is that it is very easy for 
any American to make money.  They will not 
acknowledge how in fact hard money is to come by, 
and, therefore, those who have no money blame and 
blame and blame themselves.   This inward blame 
has been a treasure for the rich and powerful, who 
have had to do less for their poor, publicly and 
privately, then any other ruling class since, say, 
Napoleonic times.



Many novelties have come out of America.  The most
startling of these, a thing without precedent, is a 
mass of undignified poor.  They do not love one another
because they do not love themselves.  Once this is 
understood, the disagreeable behavior of American men 
ceases to be a mystery.



A prison adminsitrator dealing with captured American 
enlisted men for the first time should be warned: Expect 
no brotherly love, even between brothers.  There will
be know cohesion between the individuals.  Each will be a 
sulky child.


  - quoted in Kurt Vonnegut Jr.'s "Slaughterhouse 
    Five, or Children's Crusade": Howard W. 
    Campbell Jr.  former American.  (Published 
    by the German Association of Prison Officials.)

I keep looking for a place to fit
Where I can speak my mind
I've been trying hard to find the people
That I won't leave behind

They say I got brains
But they ain't doing me no good
I wish they could

Every time I get the inspiration
To go change things around
No one wants to help me look for places
Where new things might be found

Where can I turn 
when my fair weather friends cop out
What's it all about

Each time things start to happen again
I think I got something good goin' for myself
But what goes wrong

   Sometimes I feel very sad
   Sometimes I feel very sad
               
 - Brian Wilson
I guess I Just Wasn't Made For These Times





           

Thank you...
believers in the cause that music and 
art should not deviate from the soul. 
Invention is the true valor that nothing 
can destroy
 - Pall j. of 3 mile pilot
   and the Blackheart Procession




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