Are the good times really over for good?

I wouls walk on the shore of Swansea Bay, in Wales, listening to this and other country sons, somehow more poignant, more relevant than they had ever seemed before spending an extended amount of time away from the USA. It seemed so comforting to hear Merle singing in his eloquent way about the things that had troubled some of the younger generation for some time. It was both sad and somehow validating that a mainstream guy was finally wakng up. Gotta give him credit for being willing to admit he had been wrong, not about what was right about America, but what had begun to go wrong.