blogenlust
11.13.2004

Masters of War


Via Juan Cole, I found this incredible story about how the Secret Service showed up at a Denver high school's talent show because a band called the Coalition of the Willing performed Dylan's "Masters of War." Unbelievable:
- Parents and students say they are outraged and offended by a proposed band name and song scheduled for a high school talent show in Boulder this evening, but members of the band, named Coalition of the Willing, said the whole thing is being blown out of proportion. The students told ABC News affiliate KMGH-TV in Denver they are performing Bob Dylan's song "Masters of War" during the Boulder High School Talent Exposé because they are Dylan fans. They said they want to express their views and show off their musical abilities. But some students and adults who heard the band rehearse called a radio talk show Thursday morning, saying the song the band sang ended with a call for President Bush to die. Threatening the president is a federal crime, so the Secret Service was called to the school to investigate.
Welcome to the good old US of A. Big Brother is watching. As Cole notes, "Now we know why Usamah Bin Laden and Ayman al-Zawahiri haven't been caught. The US security services are busy shifting through old lyrics looking for the realy terrorists." The song, if you haven't heard it, is an amazingly timeless song about politicians and war that was originally written during Vietnam. You can listen to the song here: Bob Dylan You can find the lyrics on Dylan's homepage. Here are a few of my favorite lines:
You that never done nothin' But build to destroy You play with my world Like it's your little toy You put a gun in my hand And you hide from my eyes And you turn and run farther When the fast bullets fly Like Judas of old You lie and deceive A world war can be won You want me to believe But I see through your eyes And I see through your brain Like I see through the water That runs down my drain You fasten the triggers For the others to fire Then you set back and watch When the death count gets higher You hide in your mansion As young people's blood Flows out of their bodies And is buried in the mud