Music From the 70s   Yay.   I was listening to the radio and one of the sports guys says, "You know why guys my age are so calm? Just listen to the music that I used to hear in 1972..."   They then played some stupid-assed schlock that made me want to open the window and heave thirteen weeks worth of Twinkies onto the car next to me. It was yet another one of those "Love, Peace, and Happy Hippy Crap" songs that the decade was so famous for.   Sorry, Scott, I am your age, a I'm ANYthing but calm.   God, I hated the 70s.   I don't own a cell phone, and for good reason. Owning a cell phone means that you can call people whenever you want to and scream obscenities at them until the phone police track you down and cut off your reproductive necessities with muddy piece of glass or a stale piece of your mother-in-law's most recent kitchen disaster. Well, maybe I exaggerate. I don't think that the phone police would ever resort to using Granny's Secret Bread Pudding and Jicama Margerita Surprise as a weapon of injury, that would be kinda gross...   Anyway, if I had a phone in the car, there's no doubt that I would have called this guy and lost my mind on him.   The 70s had to be the biggest waste of ten years since, well, the 60s. The 70s represented the continuation of the idiotic 60s notion that all you need is (Ta da!) LOVE!   Yeah, thanks...   When my landlord needed the rent money, I offered him "love" instead and got arrested. Using this tactic to feed the starving in foreign lands, I sent love, or a relatively close equivalent to it, to them through the mail and got a warning from the post office stating that sending such items in the regular mail without a hazardous materials voucher of some sort would land me in jail again. That's ok, I won't do it again, it wasn't worth the paper cuts...   In the 70s, I hated the idea that I should give a crap about anyone but me. Even as a kid I thought that it would do nobody else any good if I gave all of my stuff away and starved to death for the sake helping others. Even worse, I saw all those preaching this crap giving none of THEIR stuff away, they were just telling the rest of US to do so. And this retarded notion was reflected in 70s music.   While Paul McCartney was looking to fill the world with silly love songs, I was looking to fill Mr. McCartney with bullets. While Melanie was singing that she had a brand new pair of roller skates, I was hoping that she would skate by my house so that I could show her that I had brand new baseball bat and was willing to use it. While the whole world was talking of a groovy kind of love, I was looking for a not-so-groovy kind of way to nuke the entire planet.   God... I HATED the 70s.   In the 70s, the football jocks would go around singing "Everybody get together, try to love one another right now..." and then proceed to pummel my 50 pound body like it was a piece of cheap flank steak. Yeah, is it any wonder that I associate love, peace, and dope with impending doom.   While it is unfair to associate the music of the 70s with the people of the 70s, the association has to be made if, for no other reason, to demonstrate the idiocy and hypocrisy of the 70s sentiment. There is no doubt in my mind that a 200 pound lummox listening to Sonny & Cher was feeling at peace with himself as he decided which ten-year-old was going to be the fortunate winner of the ten-knuckle sweepstakes. While he may have felt peace and love in his heart, the rest us were experiencing pre-pubescent heart failure, and THIS is my gripe about music of the 70s.   70s music would have been perfectly acceptable had the decade been even half as full of love as the music said it should be but the 70s were pretty much the same as every other decade... Except there was more stuff to watch on TV. And I won't even START on 70s TV.   In spite of all the things that are said of the era, the 70s were far from the la-de-da lovefests portrayed in the music of the time. The 70s that I remember are filled with drugged-out hippies on welfare, whining protesters at the US capitol, and music that was a deadly combination of treacle and communism. The music of the 70s was literally the siren song of our society. Thanks goodness we had the sense to steer away from the rocks and into the 80s.   Then again, the 80s were no great stretch, either...   Then there's the rappin' 90s...   Jesus, I'm screwed.