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R.A. Watman (Anne)'s avatar

My friend from The Dispatch, Cynthia W, told me about Wrong Side of History. My husband and I subscribed to your newsletter, and recently signed up for a paid subscription.

I can see why Cynthia recommended you. I find Great Britain fascinating, and it’s interesting to see that we are dealing with so many similar issues. I also love that we still have close ties.

I’ve listened to a couple of podcasts on England. The History of England started from *the beginning,* and I’m not sure where it’s at now, but I need to get back to it. (I listen to a lot of podcasts!) The other is The Age of Victoria. There are lots out there! If anyone wants to recommend something, I’ll happily check it out.

Anyway, thanks for this wonderful piece. It’s raining today where I live in the U.S. Perfect for relaxing and reading. Happy 4th of July!

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Jeremy Poynton's avatar

Oh Freedom, oh Liberty, I'm going to find my own way home...

Good Old Grateful Dead again - they kidnapped me age 15, and are still holding me hostage, all these years on

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hlZZHN1wCIk

LIBERTY

Lyrics By:Robert Hunter

Music By:Jerry Garcia

Saw a bird with a tear in his eye

Walking to New Orleans my oh my

Hey, now, Bird, wouldn't you rather die

Than walk this world when you're born to fly?

If I was the sun, I'd look for shade

If I was a bed, I would stay unmade

If I was a river I'd run uphill

If you call me you know I will

If you call me you know I will

Ooo, freedom

Ooo, liberty

Ooo, leave me alone

To find my own way home

To find my own way home

Say what I mean and I don't give a damn

I do believe and I am who I am

Hey now Mama come and take my hand

Whole lotta shakin' all over this land

If I was an eagle I'd dress like a duck

Crawl like a lizard and honk like a truck

If I get a notion I'll climb this tree

or chop it down and you can't stop me

Chop it down and you can't stop me

Ooo, freedom

Ooo, liberty

Ooo, leave me alone

To find my own way home

To find my own way home

Went to the well but the water was dry

Dipped my bucket in the clear blue sky

Looked in the bottom and what did I see?

The whole damned world looking back at me

If I was a bottle I'd spill for love

Sake of mercy I'd kill for love

If I was a liar I'd lie for love

Sake of my baby I'd die for love

Sake of my baby I'd die for love

Ooo, freedom

Ooo, liberty

Ooo, leave me alone

To find my own way home

To find my own way home

I'm gonna find my own way home

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