BOB DYLAN'S ANTI-COMMUNIST POETRY

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BOB DYLAN'S ANTI-COMMUNIST POETRY: MAGGIE’S FARM, GATES OF EDEN AND IT’S ALRIGHT MA I’M ONLY BLEEDING

My biggest error as a Dylanologist was not realizing that contrary to popular belief, Dylan fell off a turnip truck that was passing through Greenwich Village. He had been picked up at the Goldwater's Department Store in Phoenix Arizona. Even when he was looked at as one of America's dirtiest comsymps and "kike nigger lovers" he was a rightwing Republican. Now with this last piece of the puzzle, the Goldwasser factor, I have it all right, not just the drug, Israel, AIDS, and autobiographical poems. This time it is not what I think but what Dylan thinks. MAGGIE'S FARM I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more. Well, I wake in the morning, Fold my hands and pray for rain. I got a head full of ideas That are drivin' me insane. It's a shame the way she makes me scrub the floor. "I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more" I ain't gonna work with the Commies on their collective farm, prison farm, gulag, no more, no more "Well, I wake up" I am awakened, caused to be made aware of their evil "in the morning" early on in life "Fold my hands" withdraw my style of writing, lay my cards face down on a table, give up on Communism ever being a viable ideology. In Some Other Kinds of Songs Dylan discusses the British musical invasion, "four queens with pawed out hearts make believe they're still good but i should drop fold" "and pray for rain" and hope that I can write songs that show the full extent of my hatred for Soviet Communism "I got a head" a person who leads, rules, or is in charge; a leader, chief, or director "full of ideas" full of Communist ideology "That are drivin' me insane" forcing me into an irrational act or state, Isis "What drives me to you is what drives me insane "It's a shame the way she makes me scrub" "scrub" slang, cancel or abandon; drop "the floor" the part of a legislative chamber or meeting hall where members are seated and from which they speak. It's a shame the way Communism abrogates democracy. "No, I ain't gonna work on Maggie's Farm no more." I am not going to further the work of the Communists anymore! I ain't gonna work for Maggie's brother no more. Well, he hands you a nickel, He hands you a dime, He asks you with a grin If you're havin' a good time, Then he fines you every time you slam the door.


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