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Monday, November 26, 2012

SELLING MY SOUL (TO ANY FOOL WHO'LL BUY IT)

The Danse Macabre is finally upon us as the Troikans feast on a cocktail of foolishness, incompetence, greed and vanity. It takes two to tango but the philosopher will argue that if there is no audience to witness it, the tango never really happened. Nothing sexy about this tango and the dancers are not sexy either. The Danse Macabre stars...

a) La Troika

You forget your rights and I'll forget your name
You're gonna keep prayin' cause you're all the same
This is the master's voice don't you dare defy it
What's it gonna take to make you riot?
Swing to the right, baby all the way
I'll be dancing with the devil on Judgement Day
I sold my soul to any fool who'd buy it
What's it gonna take to make you riot?
"Riot"                                               (RIOT)



b) The Politicos

Round here we talk like lions
But we sacrifice like lambs



"Round Here"                            (COUNTING CROWS)








c) The Hapless Primates

Now with hindsight, I admit
I don't admire the human lot
Frail bodies, fragile, ill equipped
Their lives are hard but they are not


"Postacrds From Planet Earth"              (SKYCLAD)







Wednesday, November 7, 2012

I GOT DAT OL' SINKING BANK BLUES AGAIN, MAMA...

In this age of oligarchic corporate Democracy, one part of hopelessness/one part of rage/one part of injustice constitute a potent, volatile and lethal cocktail.
It is strangely weird (to say the least) how the woes of the Banking sector are being loaded on the shoulders of the hapless primates. And how the guilty, stretch only as far as the CEOs and their boards
are concerned.
The Major Shareholders who are mainly responsible for voting these incompetents into their position and are handing them the orders for the (catastrophic) economic and investment policy they should and
have followed, are never mentioned in the half-assed press. Alarmingly, they are never investigated in
any probe. By law, they are untouchable.
In this tremendously flawed and mutated Democracy, these people stand only to make profit but, when it comes to loss, the primates are asked to pay...

Some people say they are lucky in their birth
And their nationality bequeaths them pride
But those who own the earth are still tethering the serfs
With Company allegiance fully tied

Mr Company Man, on the Company land
Stand every street and building in the town
Every park, every green, every home and dream
The Company owns every piece of ground
And everybody in the Company town

"COMPANY TOWN"        (The Men They Couldn't Hang)


So...isn't it fair and LOGICAL that the Major Shareholders of a sinking banking institution cough up
the funds instead of the taxpayers? Isn't it just? It's their company after all...
In most cases Major Shareholders do not have enough to cover the losses, but it's not like they are
homeless, living in cardboard boxes. Shouldn't they be asked to relinquish a (vast) amount of their
wealth to save THEIR company? And, when it's on track again, they can continue to to enjoy the profits...or f**k it up again (whatever- it's a free world, I'm told).
But no...the taxpayers must endure cutbacks and in many cases, enter the unemployment corps.

And it seems that the Corporate Eyes, they are watching
She fears for her job and the moments are passing
I stare at her nametag and think to myself
Both you and I we never asked for any of this


"225"                          (NEW MODEL ARMY)






Is the world getting any better since the inception of Democracy or is it moving towards a regime where
oligarchs under the protective cover of the Democratic system, are sharpening their knives...

Can't you see
It all makes perfect sense
Expressed in Dollars and Cents, Pounds, Shillings and Pence
Can't you see
It all makes perfect sense


"Perfect Sense"                           (ROGER WATERS)





And a hungry and desperate primate in a dim-lit room smashes the TV, grabs a baseball bat and heads to the nearest fast food store to trash it up...


Be nice to people. They outnumber you 5.5 billion to one!



"Principia Discordia"                           (5th Edition)