As I listend to these songs, I keep asking, "Where are you? Your songs, your voices so proud? You heroes that fought for freedom? The contagious belief that we were invincible, that allowed us to live in comfort, did it just evaporate? I'm having a hard time with the idea that it was all an illusion. I remember George Carlin pronouncing that it's called the American Dream because you have to be asleep to believe it.
At the same time, it's not helpful to assume all is lost. Life must go on.
