*Author’s note:  Click on the song title and artist’s name at the end of this post to listen to this song in its entirety and to visit a Web site dedicated to the artist.

The political right wing  and by extension the so called main stream media  pundits who follow their lead, either out of fear or complicity, would have you believe that the working class and the middle class are made up of free loading lazy whiners who feel entitled to handouts and benefits without contributing anything to society.

Sadly, this myth gets repeated again and again in the media echo chamber until even people in the middle and working class, who from their own experience should know better, begin to  believe this big lie.  A lie designed and perpetuated by the wealthy and powerful to divide and conquer the majority, so the wealthy and the powerful can remain in power and continue to line their pockets.

The majority of the working class and middle class just ask for one thing. They want to live their lives with dignity.  They want a living wage, on which to raise a family and own a home. They want to be able to keep that home and live their life in it without the fear of  forclosure, due to the loss of  their job, or predatory lending practices. They want affordable health care that is not run as a for-profit business. They want to be able to work at a job or career that will not reward years of loyalty and hard work  by handing out pink slips and shipping these jobs to overseas workers who will work for next to nothing. They want to be able to retire at the end of a long career with the money they have saved for retirement.

Unlike those on political right and the media pundits who rail against them and promote the myth of the lazy free loader, the majority of the working class and middle class doesn’t want to be handed these things on a silver platter.  They are willing to work for it and earn it.  All they ask  for is a little dignity.

Bob Dylan musically explored this basic desire of being able to live life with dignity and he sang about it  “in a voice from you and me.”


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I went down to where the vultures feed
I would’ve gone deeper, but there wasn’t any need
Heard the tongues of angels and the tongues of men
Wasn’t any difference to me

Chilly wind sharp as a razor blade
House on fire, debts unpaid
Gonna stand at the window, gonna ask the maid
Have you seen dignity?

Drinkin’ man listens to the voice he hears
In a crowded room full of covered up mirrors
Lookin’ into the lost forgotten years
for dignity

Bob Dylan, Dignity