Bob Dylan on Peggy Noonan, Kathleen Parker, and Christopher Buckley.
The old poet puts it so well. A taste:
“you’ve gotta lotta nerve
to say you are my friend
when i was down you just stood there grinnin’
you’ve gotta lotta nerve
to say you have a helping hand to lend
you just want to be on the side that’s winnin’
You say I let you down
You know it’s not like that
If you’re so hurt, Why then don’t you show it
You say you lost your faith
But that’s not where it’s at
You had no faith to lose, And you know it
…
you see me on the street,
you always act surprised
ya say “how are you?”, “good luck”,
but ya dont mean it
when you know as well as me
you’d rather see me paralized
why dont you just come out once and scream it?”