Category Archives: BULLSHIT

...and other stuff, ART, BULLSHIT, FREE ADVICE, LIVES, PICTURE POEMS, POETIC NONSENSE, READING MATTER, UNIVERSES

ROOT OF ALL EVIL

Republished by Blog Post Promoter

ROOT OF EVIL

“Since boredom advances and boredom is the root of all evil, no wonder, then, that the world goes backwards;  that evil spreads.
This can be traced back to the very beginning of the world. The gods were bored; therefore they created human beings.”

~ Soren Kierkegaard ~

________________________

Søren Aabye Kierkegaard (5 May 1813 – 11 November 1855) was a Danish philosopher, theologian, poet, social critic and religious author who is widely considered to be the first existentialist philosopher. He wrote critical texts on organized religion, Christendom, morality, ethics, psychology and the philosophy of religion, displaying a fondness for metaphor, irony and parables. Much of his philosophical work deals with the issues of how one lives as a “single individual”, giving priority to concrete human reality over abstract thinking and highlighting the importance of personal choice and commitment.

...and other stuff, ART, BULLSHIT, FREE ADVICE, LIVES, MOVING PICTURES, READING MATTER, SOUNDS, UNIVERSES

THEY DON’T REALLY CARE ABOUT US

Republished by Blog Post Promoter

Freedom Fighters: Gandhi, Lincoln, MLK and JFK, Lennon and the latest victim of prison planet assassination, Michael Jackson. He told it like it is in the video below:  “All I want to say is they don’t really care about us“. We may be in prison, but we can always fight back and try to escape!  The visual images in this Michael Jackson video aren’t pretty…. but neither is the reality of living on a prison planet run by banksters and gangsters! Factually, “they” really don’t care about anything but Money, Power and Controlling You!

“They Don’t Care About Us” — Lyrics

Skin head, dead head

Everybody gone bad

Situation, aggravation
Everybody allegation
In the suite, on the news
Everybody dog food
Bang bang, shot dead
Everybody’s gone mad!
All I wanna say is that
They don’t really care about us
All I wanna say is that
They don’t really care about usBeat me, hate me
You can never break me
Will me, thrill me
You can never kill me
Jew me, sue me
Everybody do me
Kick me, kike me
Don’t you black or white meAll I wanna say is that
They don’t really care about us
All I wanna say is that
They don’t really care about usTell me what has become of my life
I have a wife and two children who love me
I am the victim of police brutality, now
I’m tired of bein’ the victim of hate
You’re rapin’ me of my pride
Oh, for God’s sake
I look to heaven to fulfill its prophecy…
Set me freeSkin head, dead head
Everybody gone bad
Trepidation, speculation
Everybody allegation
In the suite, on the news
Everybody dog food
Black male, black mail
Throw your brother in jail

All I wanna say is that
They don’t really care about us
All I wanna say is that
They don’t really care about us

Tell me what has become of my rights
Am I invisible because you ignore me?
Your proclamation promised me free liberty, now
I’m tired of bein’ the victim of shame
They’re throwing me in a class with a bad name
I can’t believe this is the land from which I came
You know I really do hate to say it
The government don’t wanna see
But if Roosevelt was livin’
He wouldn’t let this be, no, no

Skin head, dead head
Everybody gone bad
Situation, speculation
Everybody litigation
Beat me, bash me
You can never trash me
Hit me, kick me
You can never get me

All I wanna say is that
They don’t really care about us
All I wanna say is that
They don’t really care about us

Some things in life they just don’t wanna see
But if Martin Luther was livin’
He wouldn’t let this be, no, no

Skin head, dead head
Everybody gone bad
Situation, segregation
Everybody allegation
In the suite, on the news
Everybody dog food
Kick me, kike me
Don’t you wrong or right me

All I wanna say is that
They don’t really care about us
All I wanna say is that
They don’t really care about us

...and other stuff, BULLSHIT, FREE ADVICE, LIVES, UNIVERSES

DOWNTON ABBEY: AN EGALITARIAN OVERVIEW

Republished by Blog Post Promoter

DowntonAbbey

DOWNTON ABBEY — an egalitarian overview for viewers of “public” television, financed by “charitable contributions” from the Mega-wealthy, who want you to think you deserve their pity:

Pretentious, self-indulgent vulgarity, greed, gluttony, disdain for the peasant class, grotesque extravagances of the Imperial British social / economic establishment in England, flaunting the arrogance of myopia of assholes who arduously grunt through an incessant utter waste of creative resources lavished upon the self-appointed royalty,  who murder innocent wildlife for amusement, pontificate with gratuitous condescension their disdain for humanity, while pretending piety, by the  murderous thieves who stole the wealth of many continents by brutal force of arms so they can stuff their flaccid faces full of culinary delicacies five times a day while attired in evening dress and catered to by Caucasian slaves — without regard to the Karmic consequences of their criminal decadence!  This tedious ordeal is made to appear “civil” through the cinematic ruse of elaborately aesthetic costumes, quarters and cutlery and a synthetic English countryside where it never, ever rains…. (it’s not a Reality Show, but then, Reality Shows are not “real” either….)

...and other stuff, ART, BULLSHIT, FREE ADVICE, LIVES, MOVING PICTURES, POETIC NONSENSE, READING MATTER, SOUNDS, UNIVERSES

COMFORTABLY NUMB

Republished by Blog Post Promoter

The greatest concert ever staged, and the greatest guitar solo every played.

This is the summary statement of Western Civilization in the 21st Century: Comfortably Numb.

“Comfortably Numb” Lyrics

“Hello,
Is there anybody in there?
Just nod if you can hear me.
Is there anyone at home?
Come on now
I hear you’re feeling down.
I can ease your pain
And get you on your feet again.
Relax.
I’ll need some information first,
Just the basic facts:
Can you show me where it hurts?

There is no pain, you are receding.
A distant ship smoke on the horizon…
You are only coming through in waves…
Your lips move but I can’t hear what you’re saying.
When I was a child I had a fever.
My hands felt just like two balloons.
Now I’ve got that feeling once again.
I can’t explain, you would not understand.
This is not how I am.
I have become comfortably numb.

O.K.
Just a little pin prick;
There’ll be no more aaaaaaaah!
But you may feel a little sick….
Can you stand up?
I do believe it’s working, good.
That’ll keep you going through the show.
Come on it’s time to go.

There is no pain you are receding;
A distant ship smoke on the horizon.
You are only coming through in waves.
Your lips move but I can’t hear what you’re saying.
When I was a child,
I caught a fleeting glimpse
Out of the corner of my eye.
I turned to look but it was gone.
I cannot put my finger on it now.
The child is grown,
The dream is gone.
And I have become
Comfortably numb”