growing up in Chicago how couldnt a disaffected teenage paperboy not find hero-worship for SDSs Tom Hayden Freedom Rider Port Huron statementer howl and cheer his part in the Chicago 8 standing against the Machines Boss Mayor Daley sitting(bound gagged and chained) shameful Judge Julius(Caesar) Hoffman and defended by the reeling razorsharp attorney William Kunstler(he wanted a Cunstler)
how couldnt a disaffected teenager recognise Bobby Seales courtroom plight recognise then the validity of the Black Panther Party for Self Defence created after Malcolm Xs assassination and then understand all the more keenly appreciate that these black Oakland California men celebrated Womanism and associated with Whoa! Whos that? Angela Y. Davis her afro jacked him her intellect jacked him and years and years later she remained the only black woman he ever formed a crush on (what pinned his crush was his unmitigated relish that she was apprehended by (suspect J Edgars) FBI in a New York City Howard Johnsons Motor Lodge -- Friday Nights All-You-Can-Eat fried clams baby -- manna)
in 2015 at a conference on Vietnam Haydens keynote remarks cited that there must be a persistent struggle for memory and for history they were living things on-going and did not end
his words caused him pause
curiously the day before Hayden died he wriote a piece where he declared that he didnt spell America A-M-E-R-I-C-A but A-M-N-E-S-I-A
so despite his agonising his bitching his teen-angst of having to live in Chicago itching to begone
he did keep his eyes open
he was vigilant
OH the things he saw the things he remembered keenly
things that some people to-day are trying to rewrite
it made him wonder who the anonymous person was hed hand off to
1834, Monday, 24 10. 16
2254, Twosday, 25 10. 16
CSNY Chicago https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fEFsBF1X1ow
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