13-01-2011, 01:27 AM
We began 1969 going to the Nixon Counterinnaugural in Washington January 19.
Mark Rudd and his redarmbanded Maoists running down the sidewalk chanting:
Ho Ho Ho Chi Minh
The NLF is gonna win
One peeled off to bang the iron knocker on Justice and the shirtsleeved lawyers on the second floor smirked and birded.
Summer we were at the Electric Theater in Chicago for the Stones. Mick Jagger in black leosuit, gold Leo symbol, red scarf six feet, jumping around as the others stood still.
When Street Fighting Man capped the set the audience stood on their chairs.
Later Rudd came to Purdue where we followed him for seven hours as he cajoled audiences from 5,000 out in the commons to a few on the rug of the professor where he told me in the manner of an amiable speed freak that his people didn't like him talking to us as they thought we were cops.
And all the Daley police army in Chicago for the SDS Days of Rage October 8-11 as the two hundred rallied round the broken police barricades smoldering in the leafless park.
Up pull the fleet of unmarked cars disgorging twenty-five to thirty-year-old plainclothes in windbreakers ready for a little ultraviolence.
Pigeons-egg-blue helmeted platoons and knots of Dick Tracy types clustered round walkie talkies and the black metro meshed bus vomiting the black leather boys of the Chicago Tactical Police Unit with their sticks.
Pursuing the army-surplus-clad bandana-masked boots down the streets of shattered plate glass soon boarded up by the 24-Hour Emergency Board-Up Service trucks with headache racks groaning from stacks of plywood sheets and generator-driven circular saws whining.
In the restaurants the Chicagoans told us "whatta I think! I think they should be in JAILTHAT's what I think!"
Ayers would build bombs, they say, and tell a police informant, they say, it might be necessary to eliminate 25 million who would resist the revolution.
If the revolution were put to music what would it sound like. Could "they" allow that, or would the undercurrent continue in the yin-yang marathon jam The Polis or Veni Vidi Whacky.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=c8AlaHlTM90
Mark Rudd and his redarmbanded Maoists running down the sidewalk chanting:
Ho Ho Ho Chi Minh
The NLF is gonna win
One peeled off to bang the iron knocker on Justice and the shirtsleeved lawyers on the second floor smirked and birded.
Summer we were at the Electric Theater in Chicago for the Stones. Mick Jagger in black leosuit, gold Leo symbol, red scarf six feet, jumping around as the others stood still.
When Street Fighting Man capped the set the audience stood on their chairs.
Later Rudd came to Purdue where we followed him for seven hours as he cajoled audiences from 5,000 out in the commons to a few on the rug of the professor where he told me in the manner of an amiable speed freak that his people didn't like him talking to us as they thought we were cops.
And all the Daley police army in Chicago for the SDS Days of Rage October 8-11 as the two hundred rallied round the broken police barricades smoldering in the leafless park.
Up pull the fleet of unmarked cars disgorging twenty-five to thirty-year-old plainclothes in windbreakers ready for a little ultraviolence.
Pigeons-egg-blue helmeted platoons and knots of Dick Tracy types clustered round walkie talkies and the black metro meshed bus vomiting the black leather boys of the Chicago Tactical Police Unit with their sticks.
Pursuing the army-surplus-clad bandana-masked boots down the streets of shattered plate glass soon boarded up by the 24-Hour Emergency Board-Up Service trucks with headache racks groaning from stacks of plywood sheets and generator-driven circular saws whining.
In the restaurants the Chicagoans told us "whatta I think! I think they should be in JAILTHAT's what I think!"
Ayers would build bombs, they say, and tell a police informant, they say, it might be necessary to eliminate 25 million who would resist the revolution.
If the revolution were put to music what would it sound like. Could "they" allow that, or would the undercurrent continue in the yin-yang marathon jam The Polis or Veni Vidi Whacky.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=c8AlaHlTM90