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I wasn't going to mention John Lennon today (well, yesterday, technically, but I started writing before midnight). I'd rather do that on his birthday instead of the anniversary of the day he died the the day he died, because his life is the important thing. But then I thought, okay, but his death is important, too. Who knows where he could have led us? Why couldn't he have lived to see the Berlin Wall come down, or the signing of the Camp David Accords? And what does the utter, random senselessness of his murder tell us about the world and fate and fairness and the brevity of life and how we should be grateful for every second? I have to remember that next time I'm nattering on about a bad hair day or a rude waitress.
One thing that bothers me is the people who always say what a gentle man of peace he was. Well, he wasn't. He was just a man. He had a terrible temper, had struggled with addiction, and could be very cruel with his words. He wrote Imagine, a straightforward, heartfelt argument for peace, arguably one of the greatest songs ever written. He also wrote How Do You Sleep?, a vitriolic attack on Paul McCartney, who had been his closest and dearest friend since childhood.
In other words, he was human, just like me. Just like you. He wanted peace for the world, he wanted social justice, and he worked tirelessly for both, but he wasn't Buddha or Jesus or Mohammed. I certainly can't speak for him, but I can't believe he'd want to be remembered as a saint. It's comparatively easier to do what he did if you're a saint. For a guy like John, with all his demons and struggles just to live his life plus the added pressure fame brings, it's a lot harder. I think that's what makes him an even greater role model.
He told us all we need is love, and believed it. I'm still idealistic enough to believe it, too, because if everyone, everywhere really, really loved everyone else, there would be peace on Earth. He did what he did as an imperfect, completely fallable human being, and I admire him so much for that.
*raises Mike's bottle*
Here's to John Ono Lennon. He was as imperfect as every last one of us, and for me at least, that's inspirational, because maybe I can do something to change the world, too. I'm not a creative genius like John was, and maybe I can't write a song or a book or get on television and state my case, but I can write letters and give a little money to help get the word out and, oh, I don't know, post in a LJ community. Something. Give a dollar to the kid collecting for the Veteran's home. Send a card to a soldier in Iraq or Afghanistan and tell them that hating war doesn't mean hating people. Vote. I'm just a person, but being a person means I'm exactly as perfect as John Lennon, and that's really something to be proud of.
Power to the people, dig it.
Oh, and btw, John's full name is John Ono Lennon, not John Winston Lennon. He legally changed it. I'm only mentioning it as an FYI because I've seen it written twice that way.
John Lennon - Power to the People
John Lennon - Instant Karma
John Lennon - Gimme Some Truth
John Lennon - Jealous Guy
One thing that bothers me is the people who always say what a gentle man of peace he was. Well, he wasn't. He was just a man. He had a terrible temper, had struggled with addiction, and could be very cruel with his words. He wrote Imagine, a straightforward, heartfelt argument for peace, arguably one of the greatest songs ever written. He also wrote How Do You Sleep?, a vitriolic attack on Paul McCartney, who had been his closest and dearest friend since childhood.
In other words, he was human, just like me. Just like you. He wanted peace for the world, he wanted social justice, and he worked tirelessly for both, but he wasn't Buddha or Jesus or Mohammed. I certainly can't speak for him, but I can't believe he'd want to be remembered as a saint. It's comparatively easier to do what he did if you're a saint. For a guy like John, with all his demons and struggles just to live his life plus the added pressure fame brings, it's a lot harder. I think that's what makes him an even greater role model.
He told us all we need is love, and believed it. I'm still idealistic enough to believe it, too, because if everyone, everywhere really, really loved everyone else, there would be peace on Earth. He did what he did as an imperfect, completely fallable human being, and I admire him so much for that.
*raises Mike's bottle*
Here's to John Ono Lennon. He was as imperfect as every last one of us, and for me at least, that's inspirational, because maybe I can do something to change the world, too. I'm not a creative genius like John was, and maybe I can't write a song or a book or get on television and state my case, but I can write letters and give a little money to help get the word out and, oh, I don't know, post in a LJ community. Something. Give a dollar to the kid collecting for the Veteran's home. Send a card to a soldier in Iraq or Afghanistan and tell them that hating war doesn't mean hating people. Vote. I'm just a person, but being a person means I'm exactly as perfect as John Lennon, and that's really something to be proud of.
Power to the people, dig it.
Oh, and btw, John's full name is John Ono Lennon, not John Winston Lennon. He legally changed it. I'm only mentioning it as an FYI because I've seen it written twice that way.
John Lennon - Power to the People
John Lennon - Instant Karma
John Lennon - Gimme Some Truth
John Lennon - Jealous Guy
