I met up with some old buddies the other night and got to talking about about a guy we knew well when we were not much older than seventeen. We were freshman in college. He is a very wealthy and famous man in some circles. I think it's taken a toll on our old friend, I'm sorry to say. Janis Ian captured the essence when she was just a young woman in 1976... So remember those who win the game Lose the love they sought to gain In debentures of quality and dubious integrity Their small-town eyes will gape at you In dull surprise when payment due Exceeds accounts received... "At fifty-three" I added. So I looked it up on YouTube and found my favorite version from Ian. This was a monster hit in 1976. I was a Clash fan at the time. Society's Child, Ian, was not my cup of tea, you could say. Others said worse. This from Stephen Holden of the New York Times and Rolling Stone, "Postadolescent sob sister...painstaking Rorschachs of bitter, humorless self-pity." Yikes. That's harsh even to a Clash fan's ears. In retrospect it's a great song. One of the best from the singer songwriters of the time. This version got to me though, all these years later. Poignant.