David just email me his new song ‘Song for Bradely Manning’.  He has not made a professional quality recording of the song yet, but he has shared it by posting a homemade video of him singing it on YouTube.
I recently met David face to face for the first time and introduced him to my wife and kids.  It was a huge joy and honor for me to finally give a big hug to then man whom I call “The Beautiful Voice of the American Resistance“.  Does that make me sound like a Rovics-groupie?  Absolutely.  Guilty as charged, my friends!  David’s songs give me courage to continue to resist, even in very small things, day after day.  They remind me that there are still Americans out there who see it all and hate it all too.  I very much hope that Bradely Manning will hear this song and that it will give him some courage too.

Guys, I would ask all of you, at least those who can, to contribute a little something (or a big something!) to David who puts all his songs on the Internet for free download.  Any money you send will go to him, his wife and daughter,  not some anonymous corporation run by millionaire crooks.  Unlike them, David has a hard time making ends meet, and yet *his* generosity remains unaffected.  He actually came to Orlando to sing his songs for a very small group of enthusiastic supporters, maybe 15 people (my family of 5 included!) even though he new that he would make no money from that (the entry fee to the bar was 5 bucks).  David is all about sharing, about giving.  So guys – please – click here and give something back to him.  I have never asked for a penny to support this blog, even though I also barely make ends meet, but this time I do ask you to help a friend of mine, who is much more deserving of help than I am.

Thanks a lot!

The Saker

(click here for a Q&A with David I did a while ago)

Song for Bradley Manning
Private Manning was an analyst if what they say is true
He was paid to read reports and find the patterns sifting through
As he read the data the patterns did emerge
Patterns that were clear both before and since the Surge
Patterns of abuse of the most horrific kind
Gunning down civilians out of view and out of mind
Gunning down the opposition in the middle of the night
Sending off the scholars to be tortured out of sight
Sometimes you need desperate measures when you live in desperate times
And Private Manning saw he was looking at war crimes
He wondered what to do to allow the dead to speak
He finally decided to contact Wikileaks
Now it’s all out on the table and everybody knows
The emperor is naked, he’s not wearing any clothes
Now Adrian Lamo has to live within his skin
He stabbed Bradley in the back, called the cops and turned him in
But not before the soldier took half a million files
If you printed all the pages they’d stretch on for miles
Evidence against the state right from the horse’s mouth
Machinations in the west, bombings in the south
A treasure trove of details for all the globe to see
How much they need to lie and kill for democracy
How many drone strikes have hit villages leaving everyone to die
They blamed on someone else – the official line, “Not I”
How many coups have been plotted by ambassadors who say
That free and fair elections be the order of the day
Now it’s all out on the table and everybody knows
The emperor is naked, he’s not wearing any clothes
Now the Genie’s out of the bottle and they’re trying to stuff it back
And stop it from illuminating everything we lack
Such as the rule of law or playing by the book
Look you can read it, it’s right here, the ship of state is run by crooks
And they vilify the messengers, call them every name
For daring to blow the whistle on the nature of their game
The game of taking lives and endangering the rest
In order for the wealthy few to do what they do best
Dominate the world for the corporate elite
But now their cover’s blown from their head down to their feet
And now the stars and stripes is looking much more like a rag
The lid is off the box, the cat’s out of the bag
Now it’s all out on the table and everybody knows
The emperor is naked, he’s not wearing any clothes