Word: guns
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...poem by, I'm sure, John Lennon, and performed under his guidance. (In fact, this whole album is very much John's trip, just as the last double-album was Paul's and George's.) This whole song-poem is done in the style of "Happiness Is A Warm Gun" with short sections of lyrics and themes disappearing and re-appearing to build to the definite expression of a particular message and its corresponding mood...
Turner admitted failing to pay income tax on the $6,800 profit from the gun sales, claiming that he had not known that "hobby" income was taxable. He also explained that he had lost his account ledger but filed amended tax returns this month to reflect the sales. Said Senator Charles Percy in disbelief: "It seems to me that not showing this profit in your tax returns has nothing to do with seeking a loophole. This is evasion. You are either incredibly naive or you have evaded payment of income taxes...
Borrowing from the movies, the Seventies flicked still photos, Peter Max-like drawings, cartoons and flash-card words before the viewer's dazzled eyes. The music provided a highly subjective counterpoint: the Beatles' Happiness Is a Warm Gun accompanied battle scenes from Viet Nam; Peter, Paul and Mary's Blowin' in the Wind underscored film clips of student demonstrations. The overall theme was Pete Seeger's Turn, Turn, Turn. The program marked what might possibly be a new pattern for TV news documentaries: except for a final three-minute, 40-second sermon from David Brinkley...
...often accompanied by a disarming smile that makes him look like a twelve-year-old playing a prank. "In the Johnson days, we would have screamed credibility gap," says Don Bacon of the Newhouse newspapers. "You can be mad as hell at him, but the son of a gun breaks into that grin, and you forget...
...last wax cowboy is gun-fighter-killer John Ringo, who's lying dead underneath a tree. His stomach and chest are full of holes with blood trickling out down his shirt, onto his pants, and into the dust. He's got a bottle at his side and a gun in his hand...