The first of many critical commentaries on the world of commercials, I would like to turn the burning spotlight of scrutiny upon this first victim. I abhor those commercials that drown your consciousness in obnoxious jabberwocky copy. And, since they want to do something that may entertain – if not at least grip my attention [...]
He’s just a little horseboy. A small horseboy that wears the saddle of capitalist scum, who tug at the reins of wealth and point him in any direction they please. Justin Bieber is a disease: He is not an artist; He is not a musician; He is not a talent – he is not a [...]
In the hands of the inventor, John Pemberton, Coca Cola was nothing but a hopeless fomula in the hands of a tragic pharmacist; with the help of Asa Chandler, it became a household name. Everybody was talking about the cola soda so much that people wanted it to drink while they fought in Wars. And [...]
Justin Bieber was repsonsible for a tsunami of teens at Sydney’s Circular Quay, where thousands of them gathered to see the talentless bobble-head yammer off a few more songs that he didn’t write. The pop sensation has caused children to trample over one another like wild wildebeast – just imagine if your father moufassah went [...]
“You respect me; but how if one day your respect should tumble? Take care that a falling statue does not strike you dead!”
Words to consider before the temples begin to crumble.
If any are unaware, there is a nonprofit group called Students for Sensible Drug Policy (SSDP), which tries to alleviate the stigma of the anti-christ-communist-drug-crazed addict (aka one who enjoys marijuana as a medication or for other personal reasons) from the public eye. Since students who are convicted with drug charges cannot receive scholarships, loans [...]
in buildings made of marble sit
the silent hallways of the senate,
where dropped pins are almost
always recovered during revolutions.
paranoia: the conscious conceives probability.
Hopefull; I mean, there is always room for improvement unless one is contented by stagnance. Light your lanterns in the face of darkness, and begin the search for hope! Help the World find hope, and converse upon a stage illuminated by the eyes of the entire planet. Let us turn the conference on the climate [...]
Once upon a time, when ‘live’ expressed an acoustic virtue and rhyme, one could find quite fine examples of ruminations through the mind. Beyond electronics, here’s Al Green – LIVE in ‘73 – with Tired Of Being Alone
