Yesterday I posted about an essay written by the previously unheralded David Masciotra in which he excoriated American society for its penchant for calling soldiers (and I use this term generically to encompass sailors, airmen, and marines rather than the bureaucratic “servicemembers”) heroes rather than baby killers or something he’d prefer. I noted:
Masciotra’s subtext is simply garden variety anti-Americanism that was the state of affairs on American campuses during the Vietnam era and its aftermath. What he’s longing for are the good old days with nice little fascists, like himself, could verbally assault men and women in uniform and receive the plaudits of the low-forehead crowd they played to. It irks him greatly that military service is an honorable profession, in the way being a feminized hipster douchebag never will be. Because so long as a single American is willing to wear the nation’s uniform and to take that risk for the rest of us, everything Masciotra stands for will be for naught.
While Masciotra wants to relive the “Days of Rage” and anti-war protest era, though seemingly entirely too comfortable writing books about inconsequential musicians to actually do anything, there is another part of the American left that wants to relive its youth and the heady days marijuana, cheap wine, and sticking it to da’ man.
Enter Bruce Sprinsteen and the “Concert for Valor” concert on the National Mall held in conjunction with Veterans Day. What was the Concert for Valor?
This is a harmless enough mission statement until it collides with an aging leftist. One of Sprinsteen’s musical selections was Creedence Clearwater Revival’s “Fortunate Son.”
Let me digress here for a moment. I’ve never had much use for Bruce Spingsteen, his talent has always escaped me. But as a southerner who was raised on country and western and bluegrass music, CCR has a special place in my heart. It was one of the first “cool” bands to adopt a lot of arrangements that were very familiar to a bluegrass listener and made them popular to a much larger audience. When older, it was hard to find a hard rock dive south of the Mason Dixon line that didn’t feature CCR, along with the Allman Brothers and Lynerd Skynerd on the juke box. Plus, CCR virtually created the Mondegreen genre, which are often much more fun to sing when drunk than the actual songs themselves.
Fortunate Son, as it turned …read more