U2
U2 and the power of creative dissent
So my writing about All Along The Watchtower is taking me down Bonoville. Prepare yourselves for some fangirling.
I don't remember when I fell in love with U2. All I know is that by the time I hooked up with the father of my children, I already was a rabid fan of the quartet.
The 1980s were not just about corporate greed and yuppies. The height of the war of independence was happening in Ireland with bombings everywhere by the IRA. In Spain ETA was not to be left behind. Central America was covered in the blood of the Iran-Contra war. And in Puerto Rico we had the FALN.
I came to take as "normal" a bombing or two of federal buildings or army equipment at least every 3 months. And there was the molotov coktailing of the paramilitary forces of the island whenever there was a political demonstration. By the time I had made the decision to come to the United States, I ironically made it because I felt that being in the belly of the beast would spare me of the violence and craziness. I really wanted to be as far away of all things political as possible.
Of course, if you are a fan of U2, that's absolutely impossible.
On This Day
2008
- Black and Missing But Not Forgotten
- Michigan's Southwestern Wayne Democratic Club "Chili Cook Off"
- Michigan's Chippewa County Democratic Party "2008 Spaghetti Dinner" Fundraiser
- Michigan's Huron County Democratic Party Spaghetti Feed
- Michigan's Gladwin County Democratic Party 4th Annual Pig Roast
- Challenge International Web Seminar: Green Cities
- It's STILL the Economy, Stupid




