Hearkening back to halcyon days of yore for the Democratic Party, when riots accompanied Democratic conventions, Bernie Sanders has released a new ad featuring the song “America”, written by Paul Simon and released by Simon and Garfunkel in 1968.

As shots of Americana and frenzied rallies for Sanders flash by, the song muses in a classic navel-gazing 1960’s style lyric that is supposed to resonate with deep meaning. The song tells the story of two lovers traversing the country while moaning that Americas seem lost looking for America:

Let us be lovers, we’ll marry our fortunes together

I’ve got some real estate here in my bag”

So we bought a pack of cigarettes and Mrs. Wagner’s pies

And walked off to look for America

“Kathy,” I said, as we boarded a Greyhound in Pittsburgh

“Michigan seems like a dream to me now

It took me four days to hitch-hike from Saginaw

I’ve come to look for America”

Laughing on the bus

Playing games with the faces

She said the man in the gabardine suit was a spy

I said, “Be careful, his bow tie is really a camera”

“Toss me a cigarette, I think there’s one in my raincoat”

“We smoked the last one an hour ago”

So I looked at the scenery, she read her magazine

And the moon rose over an open field

“Kathy, I’m lost,” I said, though I knew she was sleeping.

“I’m empty and aching and I don’t know why”

Counting the cars on the New Jersey Turnpike

They’ve all come to look for America

All come to look for America

All come to look for America

It might be more appropriate, given Sanders’ open socialism, that the America he wants Americans to look for could likely be found in Europe, or even Russia, but the cynical appeal to those who want something for nothing would represent the coming to fruition of all the narcissistic dreams of the 1960’s which gave us free love and the sexual revolution, thus launching the attack on the traditional family, hatred of institutions, which has led to the disdain for law enforcement, and the drug culture, which has led to a population that has eschewed looking at hardworking Americans as heroes and instead embraced the celebrity culture.

Of course Sanders loves 1968, with its sexual revolution; this is the same guy who was inspired to write garishly pornographic scenarios only four years later.