Tuesday, August 24, 2010

I Want You To Get Mad!

Sometimes it's the videos you find on youtube that make you accept who you are. Seriously, as dorky as that sounds, it's true. I often stay out of the political ballpark because I know if I'm up to bat, I might end up having to use the sports equipment as a weapon. Just because sometimes these debates get to be too heated.  Sometimes the people I talk to about politics just are too extreme and they don't care about how or what I feel; they just want to spit out any thought that forms in the back of their head as a tangible argument against whatever issues or concerns or statements I have.

If you ask Sean, I'm not a fan of Obama. Most of my friends know that. I'm not against everything he has done but I'm not in favor of him. I'm also not a fan of Bush (Junior Edition), Clinton, or Bush (Senior Edition). Heck, Reagonomics weren't even that great. Every now and then when I tell someone that I am not a supporter of Obama, I'm told it's because I'm racist.  Truth be told, I am not a fan of most of the presidents we have had so I guess if I'm not a fan of Obama because he's black, I don't like white people. But that's the extreme liberal side's argument. Let's talk about our good friends the Right Winged Conservatives. I'm told by them that I'm a Communist or a Socialist if I like some ideas that go against their ways.

The last presidential election was a tough call. I was not a Obama or a McCain supporter. And anytime McCain gained an inch of favor, Palin would instantly take a foot back. I actually wanted for Hillary Clinton to run and win. So I guess I was not going to be happy either way. The same with the Bush and Kerry Election.

Maybe I'm at the snapping point of my sanity; which I wouldn't doubt. I've become more or less as socially awkward as Egon Spengler and starting being able to rationalize things rather than have an opinion at times or jumped into the madness of Deadpool because I can't rationalize the irrational so I'd match their level. But now as I'm watching what is left of my sanity flee, I'm trying to revert back to who I am more or less like; Jack Skellington. A born leader who wanted to change the ways around him. And tragically flawed because he couldn't see the wolves for the forests sometimes and had to take some steps backwards to undo the massive damage he has done. But still sociable.  I was thinking about making a political blog/forum where my friends and I can share out views and have calm and friendly debates on the issues but I decided to not go that route, at least yet.

Since we've been able to stand as bipedal creatures, we've found new ways to hurt our neighbors. Fire went from being a tool for survival to a tool to kill your enemies. We had no governments back then either. We were nomadic tribes that looked to the sky for answers. We invented religion. Gods or signs told us what to do. So did the creation of governments. You were told, at first, to worship this man as your link to god. If you disobeyed his decrees, you were going to pay for it in the afterlife; which was coming soon because you were punished for being a heretic. Then came the other rules; you can't eat this meat, you have to have these items in your house, you paid this to your temple, you built shrines, you can only think when commanded to, etc.

Now that's before the whole A.D. era and where are we today? We're regulated with government ideas being forced on you; Obama's healthcare and Bush's War On Terror for some examples and then the whole mess of what the media tells you; the ramble mutterings of the O'Reilly Factor, Hollywood's lust for Obama, television telling you that you have to be below a size 6 to be desirable, homosexuality is a joke/disease, and so many other things.

I think it's time we unplugged ourselves from the electric box that we glue our eyes to for hours on a daily basis, and start trying to figure out the answers ourselves. The government has been spending billions of our tax dollars to try and get the answers. Look into the ideas of Lucius Quinctius Cinnatus. Wait, who is that? It's the man that was called into duty by the Roman Empire to be their dictator for a good portion of the Roman Empire to fend of a siege. After he was successful, they tried to make him a king and he voluntarily turned it down. His original power rights were alloted for six months but he did everything he was supposed to in sixteen days. He was the common man and he cared for the common men around him. In fact, he was only a lowly farmer.

So what are I am looking for with this political argument on a music blog? For someone to start to get people to think on their own. For people to start to question the answers that we are force fed by the electric boxes we use for communication. Do I think there is anyone out there that will help with this? Is there anyone willing to arise to that occasion?

*cough* Maybeshewill. *cough*

I'm no stranger to the UK music world; especially with my love for bands like 65daysofstatic and sometimes I don't like sharing my tastes with everyone but Maybeshewill is the band I'm going to introduce to you today for our song. Maybeshewill is from the United Kingdom and basically an instrumental band with some experimental twists. They are a DYI band and are trying to prove it's possible to make music without spending money; the members of the band are their own managers, producers, and everything else. They're disheartened by the commercialization of the industry.

So where does all this build up to now? This song, "Not For A Want Of Trying," that is composed with heavy instrumentals and a drumbeat to shatter glass combined with an audio clipping from the 1976 cult classic movie, Network, where the fictional newscaster reveals that he is, "...mad as Hell."

And since this song only has that speech clip as lyrics and their instrumentals are astonishing, I figured I'd give you the speech so while you listen to this song, maybe you'll stick your head out the window and realize you aren't going to take it anymore either...


Maybeyouwill.



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