Mary Travers

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  1. Sad to hear that Mary Travers has died at the age of 72 she was the long hairded blonde girl in the group Peter Paul, and Mary and their version of the John Denver song " leaving on a Jetplane" was the song we sang when we got on the flight out of RAF El-Adam in 1970 it was a sort of squaddy favourite back then as it was what we did quite often
  2. And played to death every time a flight left Split :lol:
  3. Puff, the Magic Dragon is also a squaddy favourite.

  4. old_fat_and_hairy

    old_fat_and_hairy LE Book Reviewer Reviews Editor

    An excellent group with good voices. Their political messages were quite subtle and the songs enjoyable. And she was rather attractive.
  5. A double tragedy for Puff after loosing little Johnny ........

    Taxi :lol:
  6. ... with good reason what with the gatling guns ;)


    .. enjoyed the music though.
  7. For the sake of balancing your paean of praise, I will concede their music skill was good but form my perspective as a Vietnam War veteran, their personal and professional political messages (I am not objecting to their right to express them) were only slightly less damaging than those of the traitor Hanoi Jane.
  8. I do appreciate your point of view.

    As while they were involved in this:

    There was also this:

    It is all too easy being vehemently opposed to a war if you're not actually fighting in it. :roll:
  9. old_fat_and_hairy

    old_fat_and_hairy LE Book Reviewer Reviews Editor

    Ah, but yesterday's protes singers are today's variety acts. I never subscribed to the protests but still enjoyed seeing Jane Fonda naked, and even now I listen to James taylor.
  10. To be honest, I thought the naming of the gunship was a stroke of genius by whoever it was that first did it.
    IMHO it seemed to blunt some their other messages.

    Hanoi Jane still needs to meet a punji-pit up close and personal.
  11. I could not have said it better--I have to count to 100 before saying anything as my blood pressure seems to rise whenever such personalities from this era are brought to my attention.
  12. Naked...??
  13. old_fat_and_hairy

    old_fat_and_hairy LE Book Reviewer Reviews Editor

    Yes, ok. Shamefully I listen to James Taylor when I am naked!
  14. You got a friend?
  15. At least partially in that cult classic Barbarella.

    She is still not worth the powder it would take to blow her away.




    Transcript of her propaganda radio broadcast while US troops and aviators were still fighting:

    This is Jane Fonda. During my two week visit in the Democratic Republic of Vietnam, I've had the opportunity to visit a great many places and speak to a large number of people from all walks of life--workers, peasants, students, artists and dancers, historians, journalists, film actresses, soldiers, militia girls, members of the women's union, writers.

    I visited the (Dam Xuac) agricultural coop, where the silk worms are also raised and thread is made. I visited a textile factory, a kindergarten in Hanoi. The beautiful Temple of Literature was where I saw traditional dances and heard songs of resistance. I also saw unforgettable ballet about the guerrillas training bees in the south to attack enemy soldiers. The bees were danced by women, and they did their job well.

    In the shadow of the Temple of Literature I saw Vietnamese actors and actresses perform the second act of Arthur Miller's play All My Sons, and this was very moving to me--the fact that artists here are translating and performing American plays while US imperialists are bombing their country.

    I cherish the memory of the blushing militia girls on the roof of their factory, encouraging one of their sisters as she sang a song praising the blue sky of Vietnam--these women, who are so gentle and poetic, whose voices are so beautiful, but who, when American planes are bombing their city, become such good fighters.

    I cherish the way a farmer evacuated from Hanoi, without hesitation, offered me, an American, their best individual bomb shelter while US bombs fell near by. The daughter and I, in fact, shared the shelter wrapped in each others arms, cheek against cheek. It was on the road back from Nam Dinh, where I had witnessed the systematic destruction of civilian targets-schools, hospitals, pagodas, the factories, houses, and the dike system.

    As I left the United States two weeks ago, Nixon was again telling the American people that he was winding down the war, but in the rubble-strewn streets of Nam Dinh, his words echoed with sinister (words indistinct) of a true killer. And like the young Vietnamese woman I held in my arms clinging to me tightly--and I pressed my cheek against hers--I thought, this is a war against Vietnam perhaps, but the tragedy is America's.

    One thing that I have learned beyond a shadow of a doubt since I've been in this country is that Nixon will never be able to break the spirit of these people; he'll never be able to turn Vietnam, north and south, into a neo-colony of the United States by bombing, by invading, by attacking in any way. One has only to go into the countryside and listen to the peasants describe the lives they led before the revolution to understand why every bomb that is dropped only strengthens their determination to resist.

    I've spoken to many peasants who talked about the days when their parents had to sell themselves to landlords as virtually slaves, when there were very few schools and much illiteracy, inadequate medical care, when they were not masters of their own lives.

    But now, despite the bombs, despite the crimes being created--being committed against them by Richard Nixon, these people own their own land, build their own schools--the children learning, literacy--illiteracy is being wiped out, there is no more prostitution as there was during the time when this was a French colony. In other words, the people have taken power into their own hands, and they are controlling their own lives.

    And after 4,000 years of struggling against nature and foreign invaders--and the last 25 years, prior to the revolution, of struggling against French colonialism--I don't think that the people of Vietnam are about to compromise in any way, shape or form about the freedom and independence of their country, and I think Richard Nixon would do well to read Vietnamese history, particularly their poetry, and particularly the poetry written by Ho Chi Minh.