So, Bob Dylan attended a religious-Zionist summer camp named after an atheist who would have settled for a Jewish state in Argentina or Uganda? No wonder pinning Dylan down on anything, much less religion, is so hard, and yet people keep on trying, and Bob keeps on not playing along.
When the folkie left wasn’t satisfied that Dylan wrote and performed some of the greatest social protest songs ever, he threw Michael Bloomfield’s screaming electric guitar at them at Newport with the song, Maggie’s Farm, and they booed. They heard “a foreign sound to their ears,” and Bob said, “it’s all right ma, I’m only sighing.”
You see, Dylan has never worked on anybody’s farm but his own, and for that I say God bless him. There are those now wondering why Dylan is so nonchalant about winning a Nobel Prize. Well, “there ain’t no use to sit and wonder why, babe, if’n you don’t know by now.” Finally, I have no idea what compelled Dylan’s Christian phase, but you can bet no one forced him into it or out of it.