Sunday, October 16, 2016

Bob Dylan's Nobel Prize makes me think of Simon & Garfunkel

The announcement, just a few days ago, that Bob Dylan had won the 2016 Nobel Prize for Literature made me think immediately of Simon & Garfunkel.

No, Your Honor, I really can tie this up: See, in or about 1966, a half-century ago, Messrs. Simon and Garfunkel released an album entitled "Parsley, Sage, Rosemary & Thyme." On the record was a song titled "A Simple Desultory Philippic." The song is a sarcastic commentary on then-popular events and personalities -- and in this verse Mr. Simon makes a comment about the cultural arrogance of the youth of his day:
I knew a man, his brain was so small,
He couldn't think of nothing at all.
He's not the same as you and me.
He doesn't dig poetry. He's so unhip that
When you say Dylan, he thinks you're talking about Dylan Thomas,
Whoever he was.
The man ain't got no culture,
But it's alright, ma,
Everybody must get stoned.
Well, the youth of 1966 are the gray eminences of 2016. And, perhaps, everybody must get stoned, even the members of the august Swedish Academy.

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