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The past. It was... different.

I was a kid. We were going to have a barbecued dinner. My grandmother was there. I think it was while the coals were getting their act together that I was allowed to go play at a friend's place for a while.

Now, I was the sort of kid who liked singing his favorite songs, probably too loudly, but didn't we all? And so I did that day, happily, as I walked down the driveway and out of sight.

When I got back, my grandmother was livid.
"STEPHEN! Was that YOU I heard CURSING at the TOP OF YOUR LUNGS?"

What were the curses that infuriated my grandmother so?

"I'm just a soul whose intentions are good,
Oh, lord,
Please don't let me be misunderstood."

The Animals got me in trouble.

When Republicans say they want to go back to the good old days, they mean further back than that.

Stop them.

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