Sad Days
Assassinations, bombings, death and destruction.
These are dark days for the world. And yet the pundits and ignoramuses say we should still stay the course, show our power, and not be afraid to flex our way to superiority. Of course, such things are easy to vouch for when there's no risk to oneself of becoming the next mangled corpse in the street. It's easy to stay the course when it's payed for with someone else's life. It's easy to want a regime change when the regime isn't yours.
Welcome to the Western powers. We own everything. Your lives. Your oil. Your money. We think we have it all, and all that wild power has gone to our heads. Conservatives. Liberals. It doesn't matter. The labels we give, like islamofascists, neo-cons, lib-lefts, neo-nazi's, dems, pinkos, whatever. They're all just names for people. People like you or me that others have found distasteful because of their thoughts.
Throwback to the middle ages, where those who didn't agree with you were your enemies. Lets go to war, and settle our differences by having our loyal puppets - I mean subjects, fight and die for us on a field of honorable (and bloody) battle.
If you're sitting there, thinking this whole affair, this time warp, this mind fuck, is depressing, wake up. You've been riding the bandwagon over the road paved in bones, freshly imported from the far side of the world, just so you can have a smooth ride while you blow the machines that exploit you.
Life isn't determined by what you have, what you have bought, who you've killed, or what you've taken. It's determined by what you've given, and what you're doing. This era will be an era of needless lying and bloodshed, tailored just so the history books will forget it, so that our children won't have a depressing legacy to live with.
But even a perfect machine doesn't produce perfect products. I'm banking on one child in every ten being smart enough to see through the bullshit, and to see their life for what it really is. A gift, and an opportunity.
These are dark days for the world. And yet the pundits and ignoramuses say we should still stay the course, show our power, and not be afraid to flex our way to superiority. Of course, such things are easy to vouch for when there's no risk to oneself of becoming the next mangled corpse in the street. It's easy to stay the course when it's payed for with someone else's life. It's easy to want a regime change when the regime isn't yours.
Welcome to the Western powers. We own everything. Your lives. Your oil. Your money. We think we have it all, and all that wild power has gone to our heads. Conservatives. Liberals. It doesn't matter. The labels we give, like islamofascists, neo-cons, lib-lefts, neo-nazi's, dems, pinkos, whatever. They're all just names for people. People like you or me that others have found distasteful because of their thoughts.
Throwback to the middle ages, where those who didn't agree with you were your enemies. Lets go to war, and settle our differences by having our loyal puppets - I mean subjects, fight and die for us on a field of honorable (and bloody) battle.
If you're sitting there, thinking this whole affair, this time warp, this mind fuck, is depressing, wake up. You've been riding the bandwagon over the road paved in bones, freshly imported from the far side of the world, just so you can have a smooth ride while you blow the machines that exploit you.
Life isn't determined by what you have, what you have bought, who you've killed, or what you've taken. It's determined by what you've given, and what you're doing. This era will be an era of needless lying and bloodshed, tailored just so the history books will forget it, so that our children won't have a depressing legacy to live with.
But even a perfect machine doesn't produce perfect products. I'm banking on one child in every ten being smart enough to see through the bullshit, and to see their life for what it really is. A gift, and an opportunity.
posted by Geoff at 10:15 AM
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