Bob Dylan is a Zionist

Sad to say, but he went over to the Dark Side.
That’s where the money’s at, ya know.
Not that he needs it,
But that’s where the power is also.
That’s where the elite hobnob.
That’s where you go if you really want to feel important.
How do you get from here to there, you might ask.
How does one find their way down to the cross roads, you might wonder.

Well, you gotta know what lies at the heart of Zionist mythology.
You gotta know that Israel is the innocent victim
Of irrational and vicious persecution.
You gotta trust that Israel struggles just to survive in a hostile world.
You gotta truly believe that Israel has made a garden of paradise in the desert sand.
You gotta have faith that Israel took crumbs and made wealth;
That Israelis have no place else to go;
That they are unfairly accused of being on their neighbor’s land;
That Israel fights alone, struggling just to exist.

Forget that the core issue of the conflict
Is the ethnic cleansing of Palestinians from their homes;
And forget about the sixty year history of Israel’s ferociously violent suppression
of any form of Palestinian identity or statehood.
Remember that the dream of right-wing Zionism is to expel all Palestinians from Israel
and create a pure Jewish Greater Israel.

Dylan’s song, Neighborhood Bully, is a reproduction of the Zionist master narrative.
It is a song crammed with demonstrable historical lies.
It is a song that asserts that hostility to Israel is utterly irrational.
It is a song that serves to negate countless Palestinian rights.
It is a song that says ‘every maniac’ is given ‘a license to kill’ Israel.
It is a song that says that these maniacs form ‘a lynch mob’.
Neighborhood Bully is a defense of ethnic cleansing.
The music of Neighborhood Bully muffles the screams, and the memory,
and the continuing unfulfilled need for justice of the victims of Zionism.

Is anybody listening?

 

Neighborhood Bully Lyrics (Bob Dylan)

Well, the neighborhood bully, he’s just one man
His enemies say he’s on their land
They got him outnumbered about a million to one
He got no place to escape to, no place to run
He’s the neighborhood bully
The neighborhood bully just lives to survive
He’s criticized and condemned for being alive
He’s not supposed to fight back, he’s supposed to have thick skin
He’s supposed to lay down and die when his door is kicked in
He’s the neighborhood bully
The neighborhood bully been driven out of every land
He’s wandered the earth an exiled man
Seen his family scattered, his people hounded and torn
He’s always on trial for just being born
He’s the neighborhood bully
Well, he knocked out a lynch mob, he was criticized
Old women condemned him, said he should apologize.
Then he destroyed a bomb factory, nobody was glad
The bombs were meant for him. He was supposed to feel bad
He’s the neighborhood bully
Well, the chances are against it and the odds are slim
That he’ll live by the rules that the world makes for him
’Cause there’s a noose at his neck and a gun at his back
And a license to kill him is given out to every maniac
He’s the neighborhood bully
He got no allies to really speak of
What he gets he must pay for, he don’t get it out of love
He buys obsolete weapons and he won’t be denied
But no one sends flesh and blood to fight by his side
He’s the neighborhood bully
Well, he’s surrounded by pacifists who all want peace
They pray for it nightly that the bloodshed must cease
Now, they wouldn’t hurt a fly. To hurt one they would weep
They lay and they wait for this bully to fall asleep
He’s the neighborhood bully
Every empire that’s enslaved him is gone
Egypt and Rome, even the great Babylon
He’s made a garden of paradise in the desert sand
In bed with nobody, under no one’s command
He’s the neighborhood bully
Now his holiest books have been trampled upon
No contract he signed was worth what it was written on
He took the crumbs of the world and he turned it into wealth
Took sickness and disease and he turned it into health
He’s the neighborhood bully
What’s anybody indebted to him for?
Nothin’, they say. He just likes to cause war
Pride and prejudice and superstition indeed
They wait for this bully like a dog waits to feed
He’s the neighborhood bully
What has he done to wear so many scars?
Does he change the course of rivers? Does he pollute the moon and stars?
Neighborhood bully, standing on the hill
Running out the clock, time standing still
Neighborhood bully