Playboy: Do you think it’s pointless to dedicate yourself to the cause of peace and racial equality? Dylan: Not pointless to dedicate yourself to pea… - Bob Dylan

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Playboy: Do you think it’s pointless to dedicate yourself to the cause of peace and racial equality? Dylan: Not pointless to dedicate yourself to peace and racial equality, but rather, it’s pointless to dedicate yourself to the cause; that’s really pointless. That’s very unknowing. To say “cause of peace” is just like saying “hunk of butter.” I mean, how can you listen to anybody who wants you to believe he’s dedicated to the hunk and not to the butter? People who can’t conceive of how others hurt, they’re trying to change the world. They’re all afraid to admit that they don’t really know each other. They’ll all probably be here long after we’ve gone, and we’ll give birth to new ones. But they themselves — I don’t think they’ll give birth to anything. Playboy:

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Bob Dylan (born Robert Allen Zimmerman on May 24, 1941) is an American folk and rock singer-songwriter, born in Duluth, Minnesota. In 2016 Dylan received the Nobel Prize in Literature, "for having created new poetic expressions within the great American song tradition".

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Pen Names: Bob Landy Robert Milkwood Thomas Tedham Porterhouse Blind Boy Grunt Jack Frost Elston Gunn Boo Wilbury Lucky Wilbury Sergei Petrov
Birth Name: Robert Allen Zimmerman
Native Name: Robert Dylan
Alternative Names: Robert Zimmerman Dylan Robert Dylan né Robert Allen Zimmerman Robert Dylan (born Robert Allen Zimmerman) Shabtai Zisl ben Avraham
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