The late Mr. Edwin Starr's voice and music are magical. I had the good fortune of growing up during a chaotic, often violent, sometimes peaceful period of American societal and human evolution. I'm talking about a time when virtually all popular American musicians and singers were showing off their skills, talent and generosity by sharing with our world original, soon-to-be classic American music art praising adoring, adulating, wooing, lamenting, loving and respecting women. Sadly, today, I'm not seeing many American music makers offering much love or respect to women. Even sadder is the fact very few folks wish to discuss why women were once adored by our Nation's music makers, and today they are characterized as less than human creatures and HOES or THOTS undeserving of being treated with basic human respect. Peace.
