My sixteen-year-old son is always telling me how much better the protest songs are from his generation than they are from all other generations, espcially my generation.
I have to admit that I don't really enjoy the protest music he listens to. Most of it sounds like nonmusical screaming to me and even the ones that start out with a nice tuneful opening quickly degenerate into something that sounds like a rumble betweein two rival street gangs.
But you don't argue with a teenage boy. Even about whether the grass is green.
Well, one day while driving him home from some after school event, for no known reason, I started singing LITTLE PLAY SOLDIERS, the Brothers Four song (also done by the Kingston Trio) from the sixties.
I'd just finished the "little white crosses" verse when my son interupted me.
"That's a HORRIBLE song!" he protested in shocked tones.
"Yes, it is," I agreed.
"Why would anyone write a song like that?"
"It was a protest song, and it was very effective."
"But why?"
"Back when I was a kid, in the sixties, war toys were a big thing. Little boys were always being given war toys. Toy armored tanks, toy machine guns, toy army jeeps, even toy grenades.
"That song was not just an antiwar protest, it was part of a movement to get the war toys off the shelves. It helped parents realize that war toys were predisposing children towards war.
"And it worked. You don't see war toys in the stores anymore. Even G.I. Joe took a big hit.
"Protest songs at their best are not just vehicles to express anger at injustice. They help people visualize the consequences of injustice and prompt them to act..."
He didn't have much to say about it, but, this happened a week or two before Christmas and I haven't heard one word since then about how much better his generations' protest songs are than mine.
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LITTLE PLAY SOLDIERS
Martin Cooper
Two little soldiers, their games are such fun, each with his helmet and little toy gun,
Pretending their lying on some battlefield dead after their tucked away safe in their bed.
Chorus:
Little play soldiers if only you knew what kind of battles are waiting for you.
Quiet, don't disturb all that innocence of youth. Tell them not to lie but never tell them the truth
That men will fall down while little boys grow but little play soldiers are too busy to know.
(Chorus)
Little white crosses and their rows are so long. How will it end if you don't know it's wrong?
Little play soldiers never know why, we love them and kiss them and then send them to die.
(Chorus)
Two little soldiers, their games are such fun, each with his helmet and little toy gun,
Soon they will lie on some battlefield dead 'stead of tucked away safe in their bed.
(Chorus)
All you little soldiers, if only you knew, what kind of battles are waiting for you.