First, a confession: for a guy who flunked art history, not once, but twice, in college, I have to admit I am in the same exact, same boat with the Duke of Earl:
"Don't know much about History. . ."
Okay, okay, that was technically Sam Cook, with music by Herb Abert and Lou Adler, HOWEVER, it should have been The Duke of Earl—know what I mean?
And, if push comes to shove, that is where I got the self-appointed title: The Duke of Dust.
Hysterical and Historical Conclusions
I've been seeking out the truth about Old West history for at least four decades. Here's what I have learned, so far:
More Hysterical and Historical Conclusions
Nothing changes more than the past.
Everything in this world tries to be round. All the planets are round, all the atoms—same—all the cycles of crops, the days and the weeks and the months, all cyclical. Records are round, and even the progression of records to other delivery system platforms has turned out to be round.
Plus, the more things change the more they remain the same (because it's all tracking on a big wheel!). When I was growing up, what appeared to be a progressive arc, up and up and away from fascism and tyranny has turned into a circle and here we are, back in the year 1930, with the rise of Hitler, or is it 1890 when anarchy ruled? Or, 1850? Each of those years is when fascists and capitalists squared off against socialists. So, here we go again.
"Big wheel keep on turnin', Proud Mary keep on burnin'. . ."
—John Fogerty of Credence Clearwater Revival, "Proud Mary"
Ties go out wide, then they go in narrow. Dress hems go up, then they come down.
Mark Twain was right when he said, "History does not repeat itself, but it does rhyme."
The rock solid formula of history is the tension between two opposing forces and the destruction of one of them. Or both.