Driving back from errands I notice how the neighborhoods all resemble that song, Little Boxes, from Showtime's WEEDS. But I've thought that way for decades now. WEEDS was a tv show that ran about 9 seasons in the US; now on Netflix about a family that sold weed for a living. (Click for Lyrics)
That song keeps playing over in my head as I see professional consumers marching out to add more to their professional spending habit and, I gotta go longhand, what the fuck is it with all the white cars now?
Everyone without the ability to have an original thought, or to refrain from going into massive debt-- please board that lemming train if you can still find a seat. You won't see Nancy Botwin (WEEDS) on that train.
We will tell you when to show up, what to wear, what to eat, what to buy, how to act. As long as we are extracting money from you, it's good for the cuntry.
FFS, do YOU! You don't have to sell weed for a living but be yourself. You will still be normal, you will still fit in, you will still be loved when you learn to free yourself from debt and your perpetual buying habits and just be original. Resist the urge to follow the masses. You look weak and I shake my head inside when I see you.
I was in my early 30s and it made such a difference in my life to realize that I could finally stop working two full time jobs that I always worked so I could buy more stuff so I was a slave to my jobs just for stuff I wanted-- wanted, not needed. I spent so much time just trying to acquire shit. One job only paid for a cocaine habit basically. What a stupid merry-go-round.
I learned how to enjoy life with what I needed, not always what I wanted. I had to. Can we say, everything came to a screeching halt and just leave it at that? And the way it frees you up inside is blissful; you just can't imagine. Don't you want to get off that crazy ride? It's challenging when you're were raised up being spoiled rotten. Lots of you know exactly what I mean. Getting your first car at 15, freely using all Daddy's credit cards at 13 or just telling the any clerk to send Daddy the bill anytime I wanted to.Ch-ching! What an absolute asshole I must have been.
The lady that wrote Little Boxes, Malvina Reynolds? She recorded it in 1961. She earned her BA and her MA in English from Berkeley, and later earned a doctorate there, finishing her dissertation in 1938. I think she passed away in 1972 or so.
I admire you and I salute you, Malvina Reynolds for all your songwriting and your music.
Saturday, November 30, 2013
According to Peter Hammarstedt, the skipper of the Bob Barker, one of the ships that will be part of Sea Shepherd’s 10th Antarctic campaign, the Japanese whalers are already “desperate” because they are serving a dying industry. He claims that it is because of their efforts on the high seas that their whaling campaign has been unsuccessful the past years and that they are already bankrupt. They say that they have restricted Japan to just nine percent of its regular catch last season and that they were able to save 932 whales. “Last year was the most aggressive that the Japanese whale poachers have ever been towards us,” he says. He also considers the Japanese whalers, who continue hunting whales for what they claim are “scientific reasons”, as criminals so “we expect that we will treat them like the criminals that they are.”
Their efforts should be zoomed into every home each killing season as they risk their lives to save whales, seals, dolphins, for slaughter. These Sea Shepherds are relentless and their selfless, heroic work deserves to be on everyone's lips.
It's something despicable every day.
Earth travelers are soon ready to bolt out into the streets and demand change. ALL the bullshit's got to go. May it not come to the bloody violence that our honorable brothers and sisters endured in Tunisia, Egypt, Libya and more, but what if it did? Do we have that kind of resolve for change?
It's not only the slaughter of our innocent ocean mammals for fast cash. It's the slashing of programs that help the middle class and working poor. And the ballsiest mindfuck of them all-- when the US gave five BILLION $ bailout to the banks a few years back. No problem, mates, you don't have to pay us back, even though you've record profits now. FUCK YOU! Is that how you were treated at your friendly neighborhood bank the last time you needed a loan?
There are so many crusaders for good who must be heard. And you think that just one person can't do much but we can! Keep informing friends of the rage against the perpetual injustice machine. Shame those who are destroying our earth right out of their nefarious businesses.
Please let's be the voices for these decent people who risk their lives every day and continue to fight for all the good guys. At the very least thank them. Share their stories. Donate. Write, tweet, or Facebook about them. That is all it took for Arab Spring and I'm not sure we need to go that far but you can see from that what a fed up nation is capable of when they're "mad as hell and they're not going to take it anymore".
"First they ignore you, then they ridicule you, then they fight you, and then you win." ~Mahatma Gandhi
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"... no christ, no budha, no priest, no rabbi, no guru can do it for you. You have to develop your own 'one-on-one relationship' with the mystery; with the divine ..."
The Way You Dream is my all time favorite song that I've played over and over for about 10 years now. It still moves me deeply every single time. If I ever meet someone who is as moved by this song as I am, it's all over... I know I will have found my new partner in life. Music is everything.
The 1 Giant Leap and What About Me? films are exceptional and were done by Duncan Bridgeman and James Catto as a true labor of love over several years traveling the world seeking out the brightest and most innovative talent. You can find it easily by searching.
And if I may be even more personal, this song has been instructed to be played after my passing when I shed my skin suit and continue on my journey. It continues to move me in life and in death.