From the song by Phil Ochs:
Where were you in Chicago?
You know I didn't see you there.
I didn't see them break your head,
or breathe the tear gas air.
Oh where were you in Chicago,
when the fight was being fought?
Where were you in Chicago,
'cause I was in Detroit.
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Chicago, Democratic National Convention 1968 is still the gold standard for police brutality in the lifetime of anyone on these boards (on this continent at least). You can go to various riots during the same decade for honorable mention.
If you want to get into a pissing contest about protests, best not to do it around anyone from my generation. Oh, and I wasn't in Chicago - I got there about a week later. In a rather incredible coincidence, I was just outside Detroit.
Taxi, you are just never wrong about anything are you? I can only be grateful that I will never have to get stuck in an actual conversation with you.
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Anciente the lucky dwarf
Blindlemon - it's Blind lemon, not Blindle mon
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