Your Life in Music
“Thank you for the music, the songs I’m singing
Thanks for all the joy they’re bringing
Who can live without it? I ask in all honesty
What would life be?
Without a song or a dance, what are we?”
When my brother was a young kid and before the seismic arrival of the internet, when there were palpable tremors of the paradigm shift to come. He naively suggested all of human knowledge could be put on this ethereal notion as a method of research for the good of ONEkind (mankind is full of negativity). Kids always seem to get the best ideas as their naivety is creation itself.
He was kinda right but then the bloody Gates came down and bought the Alphabet while we sat back and stared googleyed at low life given free rein to infest culture with the dregs of the finest bottom feeders to troll and pornicate through the roots of life.
So much for the new method of research one can only be led to the conclusion that the human race is a mind polluting thrill seeker waiting for the drought of imagination to its very own growth when all that is required is a little subtle weeding.
The Internet Court which is now badly needed should charge Grates, Bozo, Ma Ma Jong with crimes against humanity. Yes, they are criminals and not your boy made good types. Unlike David Icke, I don’t believe that they are reptiles or alien shapeshifters or anything of the sort. They are in fact front men for the Goebbels School of Management masquerading itself as Free Market Economics. I am no Luddite, but please do excuse me who are these guys who pollute the Huwan (replacement word for human) race? Think I’ve been a bit harsh on Bozo and Mama Mia, why they got a distinction from the Goebbels University Inc.
They are clearly being controlled by some superior force, because obviously a normal human being would not put up with such detritus that they promote by silent consent. Let’s be charitable they must be taken into a room every now and again and threatened to be publicly be denounced and shamed by having them paraded naked on their very platforms and visibly shown to be the eunuchs that they are.
They should not be allowed to sleep the sleep of the righteous, they should not be allowed to say that they are only platforms and conduits, not editors, they cannot remove the miasma that they only facilitate to increase business, the economy and free speech.
They remind me of the Indian Government official when asked about how he felt as a human being to the poor children begging and sleeping on the streets that were pointed out to him as an interview was being conducted. Suckerborg et al will quote him with his response, “I am not speaking as a human being….” How would they feel if one of their own daughters were the subject of the unspeakable abuse meted outright now online?
I am not propounding that we should be Luddites here, but a badly needed Court of the Internet is required and now. Defenses of ‘I was only following orders, or they threatened to take my pants off” or “I am only a facilitator or enabling commerce” should be disallowed.
I digress let me get back on point here, if as a method of psychological research, we were asked to summarise our life in song, what would be yours?
Mine would not be one song but lines from a collection to form a sort of pastiche:
“Don’t take away the music it’s the only thing I got, it’s my piece of the rock,
Well they tell me of a pie up in the sky
Waiting for me when I die
But between the day you’re born and when you die
They never seem to hear even your cry
It may be winter outside, but in my heart it’s spring,
I can see clearly now the rain is gone, I can see all obstacles in my way, gone are the dark clouds that had me blind,
Hold back the night turn on the light
In the middle of the night, I go walking in dreams,
Something touched me deep inside, the day the music died”.
And so on, you get the idea, a sort of musical Rorschach Test if you will. Put them through the analyser and see what sort of personality you have. Maybe a bit more pleasant than seeing your reactions when your asked to give people electric shocks perhaps in some fixed up, unrepeatable psychology experiment.
To end on an uplifting note, all good karma to the guy who came up with the idea for providing light into dark slum dwellings using just a bottle of water and a hole in the roof as inhabitants of same too poor to afford basic light.
May the inventor of the Sanitary towel production kits for the poor sleep soundly. Women of the third world empowered so that they can produce their own, and thereby avoid the shame. All done without earning a cent for themselves. They are the real tycoons of value to humanitarian thought. They should be Thre@ (T@) millionaires. Rewarded by grateful humanity.
These guys didn’t do it for the money or to patent their ideas. All patents should be abolished, the idea belongs to us all. This is another enablement for the economy that is badly needed right now.
The disruption should be in our thought process.
