Quotes About Protest

And hey Mr. CopAin't got no birth certificate on me now

Get up, stand up Stand up for your rights Get up, stand up Never give up the fight.

My music fights against the system that teaches to live and die.

Get up, stand up: don't give up the fight!

Won't you help to sing these songs of freedom?

Get up, stand up, stand up for your rights.

The more people smoke herb, the more Babylon fall.

Get up, stand up; stand up for your rights! Get up, stand up; don't give up the fight!

On the one hand, the guns were there to help capture the imagination of the people. But more important, since we knew that you couldn't observe the police without guns, we took our guns with us to let the police know that we have an equalizer.

From outside comes the strident clamor of slogans over a loudspeaker and an accordion optimistically paints cheap color prints. And yet there is not a single flower on the laborers' table, not one little bouquet for the world to lean on.

with competing claims apparent among groups such as the Diggers, Quakers, Ranters, Baptists, Muggletonians, and Fifth Monarchists

Gavin Chambers was at the window of his office high-rise in midtown, looking down at the "protestors"—a ragtag group of aging grunge-ola that probably numbered no more than twenty—mulling inside the building's courtyard

There were usually protestors of some sort, but they looked more like actors in a nostalgic revival than genuine revolutionaries.

To condemn Wordsworth for not writing verse of political and social protest, or for having forsaken the revolution, is to cross the final divide between academic arrogance and moral smugness.

Good grief, baby, people don't agree with the Klan, but they certainly don't try to prevent them from puttin' on sheets and making fools of themselves in public.

Snorting with disgust, Meta stamped out.

You're none of these things out of the past. I had shouted. None of these things … Angelina. I had bellowed this and there had been no protest from her.

Although I didn't think so at the time, things were a lot simpler in 1969. All you had to do to express yourself was throw rocks at riot police. But with today's sophistication, who's in a position to throw rocks? Who's going to brave what tear gas? C'mon, that's the way it is. Everything is rigged, tied into that massive capital web, and beyond this web there's another web. Nobody's going anywhere. You throw a rock and it'll come right back at you.

I am no worshiper of cloth of any color, but I love the red flag and what it symbolizes to me and other Socialists. I have a red flag hanging in my study, and if I could I should gladly march with it past the office of the Times and let all the reporters and photographers make the most of the spectacle.

'Turn to Stone' was written about the Nixon administration and the Vietnam War and the protesting that was going on and all of that. It's a song about frustration. Also, I attended Kent State.

This is the greatest country under the sun. But we must not let our love of country, our patriotic loyalty, cause us to abate one whit in our protest against wrong and injustice.

There's nothing wrong with a little agitation for what's right or what's fair.

For an artist to go and play in a country that occupies other people's land and oppresses them, the way Israel does, is plain wrong. They should say no.

Find out just what any people will quietly submit to and you have the exact measure of the injustice and wrong which will be imposed on them.