It hasn’t been my week, and if you’re a UIC student, odds are it hasn’t been your week either. It seems our role in the world is now set in stone.
But for those of you managing to sleep solely by picturing the progress taking place outside the US, you’re not alone.

Who loves Bob Dylan? The Nobel Committee and myself, apparently. We may not be bearing down on the most progressive four years our country has ever had, but it is our duty as citizens of a globalized society to support positive measures inside and outside of our country.

Music that gets you through an uncertain time is worth sharing. Dylan’s gift to us this year is his writing, reminding us that a step backwards doesn’t mean a change in direction. The progress we have made isn’t gone for good.
I await its inevitable reemergence with poetry that has withstood the test of war, civil rights, and time:

“Come gather ’round people
Wherever you roam
And admit that the waters
Around you have grown
And accept it that soon
You’ll be drenched to the bone
If your time to you is worth savin’
Then you better start swimmin’ or you’ll sink like a stone
For the times they are a-changin’

Come writers and critics
Who prophesize with your pen
And keep your eyes wide
The chance won’t come again
And don’t speak too soon
For the wheel’s still in spin
And there’s no tellin’ who that it’s namin’
For the loser now will be later to win
For the times they are a-changin’

Come senators, congressmen
Please heed the call
Don’t stand in the doorway
Don’t block up the hall
For he that gets hurt
Will be he who has stalled
There’s a battle outside and it is ragin’
It’ll soon shake your windows and rattle your walls
For the times they are a-changin’

Come mothers and fathers
Throughout the land
And don’t criticize
What you can’t understand
Your sons and your daughters
Are beyond your command
Your old road is rapidly agin’
Please get out of the new one if you can’t lend your hand
For the times they are a-changin’

The line it is drawn
The curse it is cast
The slow one now
Will later be fast
As the present now
Will later be past
The order is rapidly fadin’
And the first one now will later be last
For the times they are a-changin’”

For everyone at UIC, have a peaceful week.

 

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