An American Digest reader points me to this clip and remarks: “Are you familiar with the scene linked below, from Andy Garcia’s movie, “The Lost City”?
I find it strikingly familiar to many of the recent events. It was quite prescient at the time, as it features a strident, young female revolutionary, who apparently is a “white Hispanic”. For some reason, images of Gretchen Whitmer keep popping into my mind when I watch that scene!”
When you’re right, you’re right. When you’re wrong, blame it on the revolution….
Sixties hippies knew this.
Almost cut my hair
‘Twas just the other day
It was gettin’ kinda long
I could-a said, it was in my way
But I didn’t and I wonder why
I want to let my freak flag fly
And I feel like I owe it to someone
Must be because I had the flu for Christmas
And I’m not feelin’ up to par
It increases my paranoia
Like lookin’ at my mirror and seein’ a lit up police car
But I’m not givin’ in an inch to fear
I promised myself this year
I feel like I owe it to someone
When I finally get myself together
Get down in some sunny southern weather
Find a place inside to laugh
Separate the wheat from the chaff
‘Cause I feel like I owe it to someone