It is time for some wild dancing, some ecstasy is it not?

We approach election day for the mid-terms, a great deal is at stake and it will be impossible to know the stakes until the results are in.   Our prime directive is “survival” is it not?

Therefore I offer this tune by the Moody Blues from 1968.  Ride My Sea-Saw is a to-the-point manifesto that life is comparable to a sea-saw, that interminable up and down of things.  The detail of the matter comes down to work in order to avoid impoverishment, insufficiency of food, of shelter, as well as the companionship of others which resources help to assure.  Yet all is not as it appears.  Work with the best of intentions often does not result in “the American Dream.”  Ambition can be a hamster wheel that never slows down or comes to the expected end.  The speaker offers an alternative way of life:

People run, come ride with me, Let’s find another place that’s free.

What is freedom?  Can a way of life be organized around different values? One asks, “is this realistic?”  It is impossible to know unless we try.  Only in “the look back” will we be able to assess, to tell the story.

Enjoy the long version of Ride My Sea Saw by the Moody Blues.  Pardon the retro undulating graphic, the video is still worth entertaining…

Ride My See-Saw

By The Moody Blues

Ride, ride my see-saw,
Take this place
On this trip
Just for me.

Ride, take a free ride,
Take my place
Have my seat
It’s for free.

I worked like a slave for years,
Sweat so hard just to end my fears.
Not to end my life a poor man,
But by now, I know I should have run.

Run, run my last race,
Take my place
Have this number
Of mine.

Run, run like a fire,
Don’t you run in
In the lanes
Run for time.

Left school with a first class pass,
Started work but as second class.
School taught one and one is two.
But right now, that answer just ain’t true.

Ah ah ah ah, ah ah ah ah, ah ah ah ah ah
Ah ah ah ah, ah ah ah ah, ah ah ah ah ah

My world is spinning around,
Everything is lost that I found.
People run, come ride with me,
Let’s find another place that’s free.

Ride, ride my see-saw,
Take this place
On this trip
Just for me.

Ride, take a free ride,
Take my place
Have my seat
It’s for free.

Ride, my see-saw.
Ride, ride, ride, my see-saw.
Ride, my see-saw…

Lyrics by John Charles Lodge