Just the other day was sitting in a radio studio waiting for a satellite arrangement abroad to be set up. The engineers were putting together interviews with Bob Dylan from about 1966-7 or so (judging

Just the other day was sitting in a radio studio waiting for a satellite arrangement abroad to be
set up. The engineers were putting together interviews with Bob Dylan from about 1966-7 or so
(judging the references), and was listening never heard him talk before if you can call
that talking). He sounded as though he was so drugged he was barely coherent, but the message
got through clearly enough through the haze. He said over and over that he’d been through all of
this protest thing, realized it was nonsense, and that the only thing that was important was to live
his own life happily and freely, not to “mess around with other people’s lives” working for civil
and human rights, ending war and poverty, etc. He was asked what he thought about the Berkeley
“free speech movement” and said that he didn’t understand it. He said something like: have
free speech, can what want, so it has nothing to with me. Period.” If the capitalist
machine wanted to invent someone for their purposes, they couldn’t have made a better choice.