In honor of an 8th grade English assignment, name some protest songs

[Adsos Letter]

45. Man, were those some days, or what?

I was 13 years old in 1968; an only child in a very conservative family, where "current events" were often a subject of conversation.

It just seems like so much happened during those years of becoming more aware of the goings on in the world.
I remember the level of violence so prevalent in our politics: JFK, RFK, MLK, Malcolm X, the shooting of George Wallace.
I remember the Bay of Pigs, and Duck and Cover (barely, mostly being afraid we were all going to die).
I remember Watts, and anti-war demonstrations in Berkeley (close to home), and the Soviet invasion of Czechoslovakia.

I remember the first moon landing, and the Weather Underground, the SLA, the Black Panthers, and Angela Davis before she eventually morphed into a professor at Cal.

The 68 Chicago convention (which you posted about) and Kent State, and students taking over Admin buildings at any number of universities.

I had an uncle who went to Vietnam as a 19 year old Marine, survived TET, and came home with a life-long case of PTSD, and a best friend whose older brother never did come back from Vietnam, but lives now only as a memory and a name carved on The Wall in D.C. And I went to West Germany in an Armored Cav unit that patrolled the old NATO/Warsaw Pact border, and then got to see all of that come down with the wall.

I don't know...the more I write, the more I'm reminded of what a time it was to come of age in, and live through. And I haven't even just touched on the half of it. Concerts, girls, different drugs (mostly pot), girls, a 68 Camaro, girls...

I know you know all of this, I suspect you may have lived through even more of it. I guess this thread just really sent me back in a way nothing has for quite some time.

Boring for others to read but I felt a need to type it out. Don't ask me why...