A dirty story through and through

Reffke, Samstag, 03.01.2015, 03:48 (vor 2293 Tagen) @ Ankawor3969 Views
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Oliver Stone ist zu sehr Amerikaner, um nicht aufsässig zu sein, wenn die Freiheit, die Amerika einst verkörperte, verloren zu gehn droht.
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Oliver Stone ✔ @TheOliverStone
Whether they know it or not, the Ukrainian civilian population in the middle has suffered greatly from this ideological crusade.
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31 Dec
Oliver Stone ✔ @TheOliverStone
The big picture is the US uses Ukraine as a launching pad into Russia & Cold War 2.0 policy continues in a most deadly fashion.
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31 Dec
Oliver Stone ✔ @TheOliverStone
US involvement w/ Ukraine goes back to 1949 when CIA created a guerrilla army codenamed Nightingale, made up of ultra-nationalist Ukrainians

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Langsam regt sich Widerstand, endlich! [[top]]
Die repressive Manipulation des "Monsters" hält ihn wie mich - die Generation der Sechziger - wach und streitlustig: wir mischen uns eben ein!
Warum sollten wir unsere republikanischen Freiheiten verloren geben?
Man höre sich den geradezu prophetischen Song "Monster" (1969) von Steppenwolf an:

America

America where are you now?
Don't you care about your sons and daughters?
Don't you know we need you now
We can't fight alone against the monster

Monster
Once the religious, the hunted and weary
Chasing the promise of freedom and hope
Came to this country to build a new vision
Far from the reaches of kingdom and pope
Like good Christians, some would burn the witches
Later some got slaves to gather riches

But still from near and far to seek America
They came by thousands to court the wild
And she just patiently smiled and bore a child
To be their spirit and guiding light

And once the ties with the crown had been broken
Westward in saddle and wagon it went
And 'til the railroad linked ocean to ocean
Many the lives which had come to an end
While we bullied, stole and bought our a homeland
We began the slaughter of the red man

But still from near and far to seek America
They came by thousands to court the wild
And she just patiently smiled and bore a child
To be their spirit and guiding light

The blue and grey they stomped it
They kicked it just like a dog
And when the war over
They stuffed it just like a hog

And though the past has it's share of injustice
Kind was the spirit in many a way
But it's protectors and friends have been sleeping
Now it's a monster and will not obey

(Suicide)
The spirit was freedom and justice
And it's keepers seem generous and kind
It's leaders were supposed to serve the country
But now they won't pay it no mind
'Cause the people grew fat and got lazy
And now their vote is a meaningless joke
They babble about law and order
But it's all just an echo of what they've been told
Yeah, there's a monster on the loose
It's got our heads into a noose
And it just sits there watchin'

Our cities have turned into jungles
And corruption is stranglin' the land
The police force is watching the people
And the people just can't understand
We don't know how to mind our own business
'Cause the whole worlds got to be just like us
Now we are fighting a war over there
No matter who's the winner
We can't pay the cost
'Cause there's a monster on the loose
It's got our heads into a noose
And it just sits there watching

Music/Lyrics
"Monster/Suicide/America" is track #1 on the album Monster.
It was written by Edmonton, Jerry / Kay, John.

Read more: Steppenwolf - Monster/Suicide/America Lyrics | MetroLyrics
http://www.amazon.de/Monster-Suicide-America-Album-Version/dp/B00ORJKF4G/ref=sr_1_7?ie=...

Der Frontmann von Steppenwolf John Kay, ist übrigens Ostpreuße!
Er heißt Joachim Fritz Krauledat und wurde am 12 April 1944 in Tilsit geboren. [[zwinker]]

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