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> And, of course, as a result of the works of anti-war, anti-American 
> people like yourself, America pulled out of Vietnam and then the 
> REAL killing and suffering started in SouthEast Asia: more people 
> died in the 2 years following the U.S. pullout than during the 
> entire 14 years of American involvement.

Dear "shempmcgurk".

Impossible to argue with you! How many hours a day do you watch FOX?
Never mind, forget it, it doesn't really matter, only a fool would
ever expect to change your political, and historical, views without
looking for root causes, and you are taking good care of that yourself
by meditating regularly. But maybe you would find edifying this
literary analysis I wrote years ago.

Jay Guru Dev,

Eustace

(From http://www.geocities.com/itaintme_babe/itaintme.html)

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LITERARY CRITICISM

IT AIN'T ME, BABE

by Bob Dylan

Go 'way from my window,                          
     Leave at your own chosen speed.             
I'm not the one you want, babe,                  
     I'm not the one you need.                   
You say you're lookin' for someone               
     Who's never weak but always strong,         
To protect you an' defend you                    
     Whether you are right or wrong,             
          Someone to open each and every door,   

But it ain't me, babe,                           
     No, no, no, it ain't me, babe,              
          It ain't me you're lookin' for, babe.  

Go lightly from the ledge, babe,                 
     Go lightly on the ground.                   
I'm not the one you want, babe,                  
     I will only let you down.                   
You say you're lookin' for someone               
     Who will promise never to part,             
Someone to close his eyes for you,               
     Someone to close his heart,                 
          Someone who will die for you an' more, 

But it ain't me, babe,                           
     No, no, no, it ain't me, babe,              
          It ain't me you're lookin' for, babe.  

Go melt back in the night,                       
     Everything inside is made of stone.         
There's nothing in here moving                   
     An' anyway I'm not alone.                   
You say you're looking for someone               
     Who'll pick you up each time you fall,      
To gather flowers constantly                     
     An' to come each time you call,             
          A lover for your life an' nothing more,

But it ain't me, babe,                           
     No, no, no, it ain't me, babe,              
          It ain't me you're lookin' for, babe.  


IT AIN'T THAT , BABE!

In July 1992, while driving back to Hartford with a friend after the
"Tribute to Woody Guthrie" concert in Central Park and listening to
Bob Dylan, my companion made some comment about the song "It Ain't Me,
Babe". It seems that somehow his remark and the lingering inspiration
from the concert set me thinking, because a few days later I suddenly
came to an startling insight into the meaning of the song's lyrics.

The song has been understood variously as a cynical love song or as
referring to Dylan's relationship with his audience; however, it is
actually a political song. It clearly refers to the war in Vietnam and
to the American flag, which the poet lets go from his window ("Go 'way
from my window"), subsequently falls on the ledge ("Go lightly from
the ledge, babe"), and finally to the ground ("Go lightly on the
ground"); the verse "Leave at your own chosen speed" is a poetic
description of the swinging motion of the falling flag.

The lines "To protect you and defend you/Whether you are right of
wrong" refer to actual battle situations and to the then raging dirty
war; the same theme of the unjustness of the war we find again later:
"Someone to close his eyes for you, Someone to close his heart" (a
rather unusual request coming from a woman, to say the least). The
verses "Someone who will die for you and more" and "Who'll pick you up
each time you fall" should be construed literally and not
metaphorically. "To come each time you call" refers to calls to arms,
not to phone calls. The "promise never to part" implies court-martial,
not divorce court. Only the "flowers" in the verse "To gather flowers
constantly" should be understood metaphorically, as referring to
military medals. Finally, the beginning of the third stanza:
"Everything inside is made of stone./There's nothing in here moving"
denotes the absence of patriotic sentiments in the heart of the poet,
something, however, shared by draft resisters and others with similar
antiwar sentiments ("And anyway I'm not alone").

When I realized that "It Ain't Me, Babe" was an antiwar and not a love
song, I first imagined that I had rediscovered by myself something
every young person in America in the sixties had known. But when I
asked friends, and then when I checked the Dylan bibliography, I
realized to my surprise that no one before had considered the most
obvious, once of course you think of it, interpretation: Anthony
Scaduto thinks that Dylan "tells Suze and all women that the search
for an illusory Hollywood-romantic love, ... has turned him into
stone" (Bob Dylan: An Intimate Biography, 1971, pp.110-111). Robert
Shelton, the influential columnist whose report on Bob Dylan in the
New York Times on Sept. 28, 1961 was a significant landmark in the
singer's early career, remarks that "... this song, a rejection of the
mythology of true love, could also represent Dylan's rejection of the
audience's demands" (No Direction Home, 1986, p. 222). The eminent
British music critic Wilfrid Mellers comments that "... he refuses to
allow the girl's self-regarding love engulf him ... disarms through
its lyricism" (No Direction Home, 1986, p. 222). And so on.

"It Ain't Me, Babe" first appeared in the album "Another Side of Bob
Dylan" in the summer of 1964, that is long before the antiwar movement
had gathered its full momentum. Now the song, already included among
Dylan's greatest hits, acquires added, historical as well as literary,
significance. And the fact that the artist managed to conceal its true
meaning so thinly and yet so effectively from so many for so long, is
still another testimony to his well-established but still talked about
creative genius: not too long ago, in a BBC program they were debating
whether Tennyson or Dylan is a better poet; being a poet-proper rather
then a poet-songwriter, Tennyson prevailed, but it was close.

Dylan, however, purposely gave a specific clue pointing to the correct
interpretation: the movement of his "babe" from the window, to the
ledge, and then to the ground. The vivid imagery of the outside of a
building and furthermore the specification that the object is falling
lightly, doesn't leave, in my opinion, much room for alternate
explanations.

Then Bob Dylan turned religious rather than political, and lots of the
Vietnam era radicals became yuppies... No, no, no, it ain't me who is
gonna stone anybody: after all, just three years before that memorable
concert I took an oath to the American flag (and, when questioned, I
answered that yes, I would fight for the United States against Greece
in the event of a war between the two countries...). But this
important political statement of the greatest troubadour of our
generation remains painfully relevant today; the same moral issues it
deals with were raised again by the conscientious objectors of the
Gulf War; and unfortunately they will continue to haunt us in the
foreseeable future.

EUSTACE M. FRILINGOS
New York, April 1999

© 1992, 1999 by Eustace M. Frilingos. Permission is hereby granted to
reproduce the above article verbatim and with due credit to the
author; any who do so are requested to inform the Webmaster . All
other rights reserved.






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