Dylan’s closing to his 1965 song, It’s alright Ma…, suddenly feels a bit too real:
“And if my thought-dreams could be seen
They’d probably put my head in a guillotine
But it’s alright, Ma, it’s life, and life only”
That song, btw, was somewhat prescient of today’s Intrusive Advertising Industrial Complex:
“Advertising signs they con
You into thinking you’re the one
That can do what’s never been done
That can win what’s never been won
Meantime life outside goes on
All around you”
“And if my thought-dreams could be seen They’d probably put my head in a guillotine But it’s alright, Ma, it’s life, and life only”
That song, btw, was somewhat prescient of today’s Intrusive Advertising Industrial Complex:
“Advertising signs they con You into thinking you’re the one That can do what’s never been done That can win what’s never been won Meantime life outside goes on All around you”