Thank you for Joplin. I clicked on the song and it brought me back. Those of us who came of age in the sixties (I was 18 in '65) are like members of a distinct club. That culture affected the way we think and the way we see the world even today. You can't shake it...a mild contempt for consumerism, even a sort of disdain for competition. I know we need money to survive, and I've worked hard for it all my life. But still, I can't revere it the way so many people do. I see money as a ticket to freedom, not as way to own things. This I know I owe to the sixties.

Anyway, thanks for Joplin. It was a nice trip back. Too back freedom for her was a little too much to handle and it cost her her life.