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                                                                                                                                        " It is not the water in the fields that brings true development, rather, it is water in the eyes, or compassion for fellow beings, that brings about real development. "

                                                                                                                                        —Anna Hazare

                                                                                                                                        Woodstock
                                                                                                                                        http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WSzak2dJOAw

                                                                                                                                        The irony is that Joni Mitchell never made it to Woodstock!

                                                                                                                                        Her agent insisted she rather stay with other commitments!
                                                                                                                                        Joni Mitchell was watching Woodstock unfold on TV in her hotel room. 
                                                                                                                                        She realised the Symbolic Moment - the Great Western Revolution was expressing itself. 
                                                                                                                                        And she could not contain herself, the Muse within her spilled out spontaneously.
                                                                                                                                        Her lyrics are sheer genius, poetry, set in the context of the Vietnam War.
                                                                                                                                        Yes, the Hippies did drugs besides waving the Peace Sign.
                                                                                                                                        Yes, there were many aspects that were unhealthy if not negative. 
                                                                                                                                        Yes, 500 000 swooped upon Yasgur's Farm and turned it into a disaster area.
                                                                                                                                        But it was peaceful. 
                                                                                                                                        And they did smash down myriads of oppressive taboos and helped to set the foundations for our Brave New Green World.
                                                                                                                                         
                                                                                                                                        Perhaps they did as much as any other, if not more, to advance the Universal Declaration of Human Rights (UDHR).
                                                                                                                                         
                                                                                                                                        I came upon a child of God

                                                                                                                                        He was walking along the road
                                                                                                                                        And I asked him where are you going
                                                                                                                                        And this he told me
                                                                                                                                        I'm going on down to Yasgur's farm *
                                                                                                                                        I'm going to join in
                                                                                                                                        a rock 'n' roll band
                                                                                                                                        I'm going to camp out on the land
                                                                                                                                        I'm going to try
                                                                                                                                        an' get my soul free

                                                                                                                                        We are stardust
                                                                                                                                        We are golden
                                                                                                                                        And we've got to get ourselves
                                                                                                                                        Back to the garden

                                                                                                                                        Then can I walk beside you
                                                                                                                                        I have come here to lose the smog
                                                                                                                                        And I feel to be a cog in something turning
                                                                                                                                        Well maybe it is just the time of year
                                                                                                                                        Or maybe it's the time of man
                                                                                                                                        I don't know who I am
                                                                                                                                        But life's for learning

                                                                                                                                        We are stardust
                                                                                                                                        We are golden
                                                                                                                                        And we've got to get ourselves
                                                                                                                                        Back to the garden

                                                                                                                                        By the time I got to Woodstock
                                                                                                                                        We were half a million strong
                                                                                                                                        And everywhere there was song and celebration
                                                                                                                                        And I dreamed I saw the bombers
                                                                                                                                        Riding shotgun in the sky
                                                                                                                                        Turning into butterflies
                                                                                                                                        Above our nation

                                                                                                                                        We are stardust
                                                                                                                                        We are golden
                                                                                                                                        And we've got to get ourselves
                                                                                                                                        back to the garden