Here's my anthem to the strange world of academe (in which I work). Where else can you find a privileged set of First World liberals who have convinced themselves that they live in solidarity with the world's poor?

You found your way, past all the books, the discouraging looks, that haunted you. 
You found your way, through the exams, while cursing the damned, who wanted you.
You found your way, onto the plateau, where all that you know, does not trouble you.
You found your way, up on the mount, the young minds you can't count, who bow to you.
(And) now, you're living in an ivory tower,
thinking you have the power,
to stay in your camelot castle.
Reality is such a hassle.
You found your way to the lotus tree by ignoring me, cause I bother you. 
You found your way up into space, hello human race, that will coddle you.

I wrote and recorded this about fifteen years ago. One of the few songs on which I ever played lead guitar.  john sherman

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