"This Dylan song can seem amorphous and mystical in the negative sense, especially as it became a kind of countercultural anthem and meaningless through overuse. But the lyrics are coherent and profound, especially the first verse:
They say everything can be replaced
They say every distance is not near
But I remember every face
Of every man who put me here.
"The modern world tells us that everything is fungible, nothing is of real value, everything can and should be replaced—our spouse, our culture, our religion, our history, our sexual nature, our race, everything. It is the view of atomistic liberal man, forever creating himself out of his preferences, not dependent on any larger world of which he is a part. The singer is saying, No, this isn’t true. Things have real and particular values and they cannot be cast off and replaced by other things. And, though we seem to be distant, we are connected. I am connected to all the men, the creators and builders and poets and philosophers, and my own relatives and friends, who have come before me or influenced me, who created the world in which I live." --Levon Helm, Dick Clark dead
"You boys come a long way.
What you lookin' for?"
"Wisdom."
Continued...Earlier today I was commiserating on the phone with an old friend when I happened, as is my wont, to mention "Pony Girls" and the men who make them trot around. My pal asked me, "What's a 'pony girl'?" To his dismay I subsequently enlightened him. He then reflected that I was the only person he knew that would 1) know what a pony girl was and, 2) mention it on the phone. [No, I'm not going to help you out here. You're an adult. It's entirely between you and Google and whatever government agency is so over-staffed it thinks you are worth tracking.]
I allowed that it had to do with my previous line of work and that the knowledge I gained there was only used in a professional capacity. I reminded him that the iron rule of sex on the internet is: "In the instant you believe that you have at last come to a site that expresses the absolute bottom of human sexual depravity... at that precise instant you will be given a link that takes you five miles deeper."
Half an hour later....
Continued...Get the fun pass. Trust me on this one.
A 9 year old boy - who built an elaborate cardboard arcade inside his dad's used auto part store - is about to have the best day of his life.
P.S. Gets better on the second viewing.
UPDATE: "2 days. 1 million video views. Over $73,000 raised for Caine's Scholarship Fund. Wow. Internet hug!" --(33) Caine's Arcade
The most enduringly prophetic Dylan song juxtaposed with images found in the Life Magazine Image Library, and supported by the extremely strange but somehow successful "Desolation Row - The Marionette Performance" by Vlamik, in two parts.