A Working Class Hero Is Something To Be

There are many covers of the Lennon anthem, including Post Apocalyptic Bohemian favorites: Richie Havens, Blind Melon, David Bowie, Cyndi Lauper, Marilyn Manson, Ozzy Osbourne, a moving version by Green Day.  This  is the version I am the most moved by:

Blast From The Past... The Ballad Of Lucy Jordan

I love Marianne Faithfull's album Broken English from 1979. It was getting a great deal of play when the man who would become my Husband & I first became an item 30 years ago. 30 years & The Ballad Of Lucy Jordan still speaks to me. It is a haunting song of broken dreams eventually realized. I cry when I hear it, & it still gives me shivers after 3 decades. Just think, when I first heard this song, a computer was the size of a room & if someone would have told me that most people would have a computer of their own & that it would be the size of a large book, I would have thought them daft. Who would have thought in 30 years:
* we would send & receive daily "electronic mail" on our computers
* we would watch recently released movies, at home on our TV, using a small box that would play a disc the size of a 45 record & it would contain the entire movie & extras.
* we would listen to music that we would "download" on to a device the size of a wallet, & it could hold thousands of songs
* we would spend an extra hour at the airport going through security checks that would require us to take off our shoes
* people would not be allowed to smoke almost anywhere
*we wouldn't carry much cash & we would get the small amount that we needed out of a wall using a magic card
*we would have hundreds of channels to choose from on our huge, but flat TVs
* we would have a handsome, smart, young African-American President
* that Cher would win an Oscar
* that Barbra Streisand would have the #1 album
* that the man I loved would still be by my side & he would be looking down the barrel of the gun of 60 & still have a 30'' waist, a full head of hair & still be heart-stopping handsome...but I would be chubby & have no hair, which means that I will never "ride through Paris in a sports car with the wild wind in my hair"?