greggerypeccary wrote on Jun 10
th, 2025 at 8:30pm:
mothra wrote on Jun 10
th, 2025 at 7:57pm:
greggerypeccary wrote on Jun 10
th, 2025 at 7:51pm:
mothra wrote on Jun 10
th, 2025 at 7:44pm:
greggerypeccary wrote on Jun 10
th, 2025 at 7:23pm:
mothra wrote on Jun 10
th, 2025 at 6:18pm:
Brilliant! Absolutely nailed them.
I heart Tony.
Some of that must have been hard for him to make.
No doubt. Horrible,
horrible people.
He's copped so much abuse and vilification for absolutely no other reason than that he is a prominent First Nations man.
We can only hope he feels empowered by making this. He deserves to.
There's nothing OzPol hates more than successful First Nations people and successful women.
And I mean,
nothing.
I don't understand what they get out of being so hateful.
I personally think it's a mental illness.
It's very sad to witness.
Oh it most certainly is in some cases, they stick out like dog's ball.
Then there's the types who was just taught wrong, you know?
I was watching the new Bob Dylan biopic a couple of nights ago, A Complete Unknown, and a few lines from "Only a Pawn in Their Game" played. Yet another song n which Bob just nails it but sadly, it's still relevent in 2025."
A bullet from the back of a bush
Took Medgar Evers' blood
A finger fired the trigger to his name
A handle hid out in the dark
A hand set the spark
Two eyes took the aim
Behind a man's brain
But he can't be blamed
He's only a pawn in their game
A South politician preaches to the poor white man
"You got more than the blacks, don't complain
You're better than them, you been born with white skin, " they explain
And the Negro's name
Is used, it is plain
For the politician's gain
As he rises to fame
And the poor white remains
On the caboose of the train
But it ain't him to blame
He's only a pawn in their game
The deputy sheriffs, the soldiers, the governors get paid
And the marshals and cops get the same
But the poor white man's used in the hands of them all like a tool
He's taught in his school
From the start by the rule
That the laws are with him
To protect his white skin
To keep up his hate
So he never thinks straight
'Bout the shape that he's in
But it ain't him to blame
He's only a pawn in their game
From the poverty shacks, he looks from the cracks to the tracks
And the hoofbeats pound in his brain
And he's taught how to walk in a pack
Shoot in the back
With his fist in a clinch
To hang and to lynch
To hide 'neath the hood
To kill with no pain
Like a dog on a chain
He ain't got no name
But it ain't him to blame
He's only a pawn in their game
Today, Medgar Evers was buried from the bullet he caught
They lowered him down as a king
But when the shadowy sun sets on the one
That fired the gun
He'll see by his grave
On the stone that remains
Carved next to his name
His epitaph plain
Only a pawn in their game
Funnily enough - Dylan was actually saying that Medgar Evers was treated like a king while the poor whites were not ... but you missed that.
.... all in your fanatical rush to see everything through a black and white prism...
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