“It’s not about race and once you realize that, we as a nation are free to move on”

This was excellent. Kristofferson does an excellent job. This was a 2009 performance in Oslo, Norway, on the fringes of empire.  Found it posted at Robert Wenzel’s site, Target Liberty.  Be sure to check out the comment by JayS on Kristofferson at that Wenzel post. He was assigned to teach English literature at West Point but turned it down.  Check out the details from Wikipedia, and be sure to check out his Education:

Kristofferson, under pressure from his family, ultimately joined the U.S. Army and attained the rank of Captain. He became a helicopter pilot after receiving flight training at Fort Rucker, Alabama. He also completed Ranger School. During the early 1960s, he was stationed in West Germany as a member of the 8th Infantry Division.[13]During this time, he resumed his music career and formed a band. In 1965, when his tour of duty ended, Kristofferson was given an assignment to teach English literature at West Point.[14] Instead, he decided to leave the Army and pursue songwriting. His family disowned him because of this decision and they never reconciled with him.[15] They saw it as a rejection of everything they stood for, in spite of the fact that Kristofferson has said he is proud of his time in the military, and received the American Veterans Awards “Veteran of the Year Award” in 2003.[16][17]

A commentor added a few other anti-war songs:

One anti-war, anti-state terror that is mentioned is a song by Lupe Fiasco, “Words I Never Said.”

Then there’s the song by Muse, “The United States of Eurasia.”

Very interesting lyrics!!

And these wars, they can’t be won
And these wars, they can’t be won
And do you want them to go on
And on and on
Why split these states
When there can be only one?

And the third song posted was the anti-state song by Murs, “The Science.”

Give it a listen:

Terrific lyrics!

So I’m at the barbershop
And we talking about this new generation of hip-hop
And how, how lost you all are man

But y’all have no science
So here you go
The systematic knowledge of the physical world
Gained through observation and experimentation
Usually beginning with a hypothesis
Or what some may call an estimation
Record your results from a series of tests
And what your left with is a theory at best

Now let me give my hypothesis, an educated guess
On why my people on the whole seem to be such a mess

Genocide, the deliberate extermination of a race, culture, or an entire nation
Centuries ago they brought us here on a boat
Enslaved us, beat us til our spirit was broke
Then they gave us freedom and a little bit of hope
Then they killed our leaders and they gave us dope (crack)
From the C.I.A. by way of Nicaragua, shipped to Rick Ross, he’s the black godfather
Now Oscar Blandon was his known supplier, he snitched on Rick so he could retire
Ratted on Ricky so he got out quickly, now this is where the situation gets a little sticky

Not a citizen of the U.S.A. he got released and got hired by the D.E.A.
Then he got his green card by the I.N.S.
But that should’ve never happened due to previous arrests
See our government seems to think that there’s a difference
Between powdered cocaine and crack, for instance
You get five years for five grams of crack
But in the powdered form you have a hundred times that
Now who has the rock, and who has the powder?
Who’s the oppressed and who has the power?
They want you to fail so you wind up in jail
You know how much they make while you sitti’n in that cell?
Billions of dollars for inmate facilities
You sell yourself back into slavery willingly
It’s not black and white, it’s so much more
It’s the rich stayin rich and the poor stayin poor
The poor white’s meth, the poor black’s crack
It’s not about race and once you realize that, we as a nation are free to move on
And become one people, a movement, strong

Now black people weren’t the first to be enslaved
We were just the first to be treated this way
No education you were killed if you could read
So you hid your intellect if you wanted to succeed
And what happens to a lie when you livin’ it
You lose sight of who you are and start forgettin’ it
So many of us to this day act ignorant
A mere shadow of our form of magnificence
No independence we become victims dependin’ on the system
Looking for a handout waiting on some help
Toiling on the past feeling sorry for your self
But you do what you can to make it out the trap
And that right there is the origin of rap
It wasn’t always played on every radio station
It was us makin the best out of a bad situation
Inner city schools stopped teaching us instruments
We took turntables and started flippin’ it
Stole electricity from the street lights
Plugged it into a system and made the beat hype
There was a mic but MC’s weren’t rulin’
It was more ’bout what the DJ was doin’
He say a few words (GO GO) to keep the party movin’
The beat boys dancin’ to the breaks and the grooves
An the break was the part where the record broke down
Where it was just a drum and a couple of sounds
You had two records you could go back and forth
To keep the groove goin’ cause the break was so short

Now if that ain’t’ science I don’t know what is
The ingenuity of these young black kids
The Bronx New York Central Recita
Who hurt earth hip-hop true believers
(Theory) Adversity produces opportunity
Anythings accomplished through strength and unity
The fate of the world is in the hip-hop commuity
The revolution is here and now with you and me

(Murs is a Scientist)


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