My thoughts on this memorial day are as follows.
I used to know a guy who was a major conspiracy nut.
He thought all sorts of things, some of which made me laugh out loud.
From his belief that it the Nazi powers during world war two killed all those Jews, not because they hated them or blamed them or anything like what we were all taught in history class, That all the anti-semitic propaganda was to cover up, that the captive Jin they had enslaved, Had demanded all that death in exchange for his power.
or that the Beatles were robots made by the son of Tesla, at the suggestion of the Queen.
Who thought that if the world loved the music, that it would mean that the “The sun would never truly set on the British Empire”
When he told me this I asked him about the Spice Girls. He just looked at me blankly. I was hoping he would say they were Aliens or Time traveling monsters, But he just said they were cute and they used a sort of Jungian Archetype, To short circuit the part of the brain that makes judgments, in instead of thinking ” Wow these girls suck.” there is a part of the brain who is still every lonely kid who grew up watching Scoby do on Saturdays, and Thinks Josie and the pussy cats are cool.
I would have been happier if he had just said they were robots.
He had loads of crazy ideas, some of them were clearly insane, But He told me once over bears and Thai food that there was a secret war being fought for the future of mankind between factions who on one spectrum wanted to Ridgely control our future.Think industrial military complex, CCTV cameras, everywhere and pop stars who are puppets, told what to sing and say, and do. All to keep the Citizens from noticing it’s not just the Christens being fed to the Loins.
And another side the dreamers and the singers of songs. The artists who don’t just paint pretty pictures, But change your very view of the world. Who lift you up and unify us in ways we might not even notice. Poets of the prose, Warriors of the words Who take teenaged angst and turn it into a catchy pop song, that is both danceable and Neuro-linguistic programming that forms the soundtracks of our dreams reminding us that we can be free.
Who take teenaged angst and turn it into a catchy pop song, that is both danceable and Neuro-linguistic programming that forms the soundtracks of our dreams reminding us that we can be free.
It sounds crazy, But I like the idea
better than the simpler truth
that Artists and sages, Struggle with the same
demons of Depression and sadness.
That their talent does not inoculate
them against the harsher realities of this world, even if they can paint a better one for the rest of us.
Sometimes the Good Guys lose.