I was recently listening to a song from 1965, Barry McGuire’s Eve of Destruction. The war in Vietnam was being waged, and the Cuban Missile Crisis was just three years in the past. Thinking back on that time period, we would not expect McGuire’s song to be timely to the world in 2021. Yet it is. Scarily so. What I am going to do is relate the words of this classic song and then provide some appropriate commentary.
Eve of Destruction
The Eastern World, it is explodin’. Violence flarin’, bullets loadin’. You’re old enough to kill but not for votin’. You don’t believe in war, but what’s that gun you’re totin’. And even the Jordan River has bodies floatin’. (Paragraph 1)
But you tell me over and over again my friend. Ah, you don’t believe we’re on the eve of destruction. (Paragraph 2)
Don’t you understand what I’m trying to say? Can’t you feel the fear that I’m feeling today? If the button is pushed, there’s no running away. There’ll be no one to save with the world in a grave. Take a look around you boy, it’s bound to scare you, boy. (Paragraph 3)
But you tell me over and over again, my friend. Ah you don’t believe we’re on the eve of destruction. (Paragraph 4)
Yeah, my blood’s so mad, feels like coagulatin’. I’m sittin’ here just contemplatin’. I can’t twist the truth, it knows no regulation. Handful of Senators don’t pass legislation. (Paragraph 5)
And marches alone can’t bring integration. When human respect is disintegratin’. This whole crazy world is just too frustratin’. (Paragraph 6)
And you tell me over and over again my friend. Ah, you don’t believe we’re on the eve of destruction. (Paragraph 7)
Think of all the hate there is in Red China. Then take a look around to Selma, Alabama. Ah, you may leave here for four days in space. But when you return, it’s the same old place. The poundin’ of the drums, the pride and disgrace. You can bury your dead but don’t forget to leave a trace. Hate your next door neighbor but don’t forget to say grace. And you tell me over and over and over again my friend. You don’t believe we’re on the eve of destruction. You don’t believe we’re on the eve of destruction.(Paragraph 8)
Now some commentary: In terms of the first paragraph, Asia is still “exploding” as is the Middle East. From Afghanistan to Israel, violence is a regular occurrence. In paragraph 5, the song stresses “truth” and “Senators” that don’t pass legislation. Well, the absence of truth-telling during the last few years is readily evident and the Senate has become almost a vestigial organ in terms of doing any substantive work. The next section (6), highlights the failure to achieve full “integration.” Today, progress, but surely not enough. The final paragraph also refers to “hate,” race relations, and hypocrisy, especially regarding religion. In many ways, today’s America witnesses Christian fundamentalism at its worst, and extremism among Jews, Christians, and Muslims, too often masquerading as “God’s will.” In sum, Barry McGuire’s rendition of a mid-sixties America on the brink of moral and political decay, bears too many similarities to America and the world in 2021 for anyone to feel comfortable.
If the song was written today, I would expect that it would focus on a deadly, pervasive strain in American culture—selfishness. The most incompetent, dangerous, and selfish of American Presidents, Donald Trump, has left echoes of this trait in our selective response to the Covid crisis. Despite the fact that vaccines save lives, millions of Americans remain in denial and refuse to be vaccinated. The spread of the disease to innocents is what I am most concerned about. Vax deniers, in order to protect everyone else, should perhaps gather together and let it all play out. They will likely then not be around to knowingly harm others. Anyone want to write a new song about this newest “Eve of Destruction” that too many are facing?