Poet Ed Sanders’ birthday – 77

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August 17, tomorrow, is the 77th birthday of Ed Sanders (born 1939).

Ed is an American activist poet, musician, investigative journalist, editor/publisher, inventor, musicologist, historian, and all-round renaissance mensch. Ed and I were also mutual friends with Catholic Worker founder Dorothy Day (1897-1980), “the Godmother of American Christian Anarchism” (now in the process of being fully canonized as a saint by the Catholic Church); and with American Jewish Buddhist Beat poet activist Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997), among others. Ed co-founded the musical group The Fugs, was founding editor/publisher of Fuck You! – A Magazine of the Arts, and was founder/owner of the Peace Eye Bookstore, in East Greenwich Village, NYC. Learn more about Ed in the wikipedia entry devoted to him and other sources online.

Here’s a delightful video of Ed performing his poem/musical number “Henri Matisse.” Enjoy.

Happy Birthday, Ed!

And also here are a coupla versions of The Fugs performing “CIA Man”

 

Although Ed co-founded The Fugs, the song CIA Man was mostly written by Fugs fellow co -founder Tuli Kupferberg (1923-2010), who also performs as lead singer.

 

CIA MAN (funky version)

from THE FUGS’ FIRST ALBUM 1965

Copyright © Syndicore Music

 

Who can kill a general in his bed?

Overthrow dictators, if they’re Red?

Fuckin-A man, CIA man!

Who can gun down our counter-agents quick?
Especially the ones, themselves, of it?
Fuckin-A man, CIA man!

Who can plan a riot in Vietnam?
Who can have the troops restore the calm?

Fuckin-A man, CIA man!

Who can buy a government so cheap?

remove a cabinet without a squeak?

Fuckin-A man, CIA man!

Who can get a budget that’s so great?

Who will be the 51st state?

Fuckin-A man, CIA man!

Who has got the secretest Service,

the one that’s got the other Service nervous?

Fuckin-A man, CIA man!

Who can cypher anything to zeroes?

not well-known, but simply well-paid heroes

Fuckin-A man, CIA man!

Who can take the sugar from its sack?

Pour in LSD, and put it back?

Fuckin-A man, CIA man!

Who can squash republics like bananas?

if they do not like their social manners?

Fuckin-A man, CIA man!

Who can can train guerrillas by the dozens?

Send them out to kill their untrained cousins?

Fuckin-A man, CIA man!

Who’s the agency well known to God?

The one that copped His staff & copped His rod?

Fuckin-A man, CIA man!

(repeat numerous times)

 

CIA MAN

from THE FUGS FIRST ALBUM 1965

Copyright © Syndicore Music

Who can kill a general in his bed?

Overthrow dictators, if they’re Red?

Fuckin-A man, CIA man!

Who can buy a government so cheap?

Change a cabinet without a squeak?

Fuckin-A man, CIA man!

Who can can train guerrillas by the dozens?

Send ’em out to kill their untrained cousins?

Fuckin-A man, CIA man!

Who can get a budget that’s so great?

Who will be the 51st state?

Who has got the secretest Service,

the one that makes the other Service nervous?

Fuckin-A man, CIA man!

Who can take the sugar from its sack?

Pour in LSD, and put it back?

Fuckin-A man, CIA man!

Who can mine the harbours Nicaragua?

out-hit all the hit-men of Chicag-ua?

Fuckin-A man, CIA man!

Who can be so overtly covert?

Sometimes even covertly overt?

Fuckin-A man, CIA man!

Who’s the agency well known to God?

The one that copped His staff & copped His rod?

Fuckin-A man, CIA man!

(repeat numerous times)

CIA MAN

from “The Real Woodstock Festival” album (1995)

Ed Sanders: “…A big hit from our First Album (1965), by the great tunesmith, Tuli Kupferberg.”

(applause and cheers)

Tuli: “You know, the CIA and the KGB are considerating amalgating into one company — They would have economy of scale, and efficiency, all of that. And when, uh, if they do get together, they can fire a lot of low level employees, and thus have more money to raise the salaries of the chief executives. You know how that works. So, there was some give-and-take about the name of the new agency: the Russians wanted to call it “CBGB.” But the Americans won out: It’s gonna be “KIA.” What’s that you say? Well, you know, MIA — missing in action. Well, the official abbreviation, standard, right: KIA — killed in action. They’re gonna kill two enemies with one missile…

And now, even now, forward into the past…”

Who can kill a general in his bed?

Overthrow dictators, if they’re Red?

Fuckin-A man, CIA man!

Who can counter counter-agents quick?
Especially the ones, themselves, of it?
Fucking-a man! CIA man!

Who can buy a government so cheap?

Change a cabinet without a squeak?

Fuckin-A man, CIA man!

Who can get a budget that’s so great?

Who’ll be the 51st state?

Who has got the secretest Service?

The one that makes the other Service nervous?

Fuckin-A man, CIA man!

Who can cypher anything to zeroes?

not well-known, but simply well-paid heroes

Fuckin-A man, CIA man!

Who can steal a ferry from its pier?

“Cuban Whiteys Always Welcome Here” !

Fuckin-A man, CIA man!

Who can train terrorists by the dozens?

Send ’em out to kill their untrained cousins?

Fuckin-A man, CIA man!

Who’s the agency well known to God?

The one that copped His staff & copped His rod?

Fuckin-A man, CIA man!

(repeat numerous times)

My God! and those pricks are still with us?

I thought the Cold War was over, and we won!

Where the hell is the Peace Dividend?

We need that money for health care!

(cheers and applause)

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