LedgerGermane: links on futurity, cover ups, mind control and the weird , Hey hey, we're the monkeys

Yes we can and Hope we can believe didn’t sound quite like the Sixties; they sounded more like the Seventies’ tin-eared counterfeits you would hear on Quinn Martin productions whenever a crime trail might lead Cannon or Barnaby Jones to a go-go club. There was nostalgia, though not for the dangerous and authentic historical moment, but for the regurgitated mush of the first nostalgia.
And they earned Obama the White House: perfect for a relaunch of that establishment hit factory which hadn’t topped the charts since Let’s Roll! and Bring ‘Em On (Get it on). But Obama is a President like Franklin Roosevelt only in the sense that the Monkees were a pop group like the Beatles. A radical departure from “beltway consensus” was as unwise, to his producers and Chicago entourage, as letting Mike Nesmith and Peter Tork write and perform their own material. Iraq, Afghanistan, Bernanke, Blackwater: a new house singer may bring his own interpretation, but the song remains the same.