Someone Else’s Job

If you STILL think it doesn’t matter
If you think I should shut up
If you try to justify your silence
Because you fear that bad things might come
If you don’t hold your tongue
If you watch in horror at the hatred
Then close your eyes, walk away
If you’d rather run than fight
It’s someone else’s problem, you say.

I’m not gonna judge you.
You can fucking judge yourself.
After the coming flood
When your world is washed away
Because you thought that
Filling sandbags was someone else’s job

One nation, under fascist occupation.

Today in my head

It turns out, life is never what you think it is. Several times in my life, I’ve learned this lesson. Sometimes the hard way.

Just because you think it’s important, doesn’t mean it is. We are always deciding which thoughts are important enough to act on. Everyday decisions are the real meat and potatoes of life.

Do we choose to follow the herd, or step out on our own? Stay or go. Buy or steal. Fight back or apologize. Choices we make seem right at the time, but the disasters they cause beg to differ.

All you can do is pick up the pieces and try again. Try and do it better. Make it right. Start over. Forward. Now will be the past.

The future will arrive. The doubts will clear. Maybe this time it was someone else’s fuck up that knocked us down. We’ll fuck up again. Or maybe we’ll succeed.

Doesn’t matter. The system is designed to keep you down. We’ll get knocked down, by our own stupidity or someone else’s.

And we’ll get up and do it again.
Until we don’t.
Fuck the system

Social Media and Creativity

If I judged my music by the reaction I get on social media, I’d quit making music.

No. Seriously. Getting people to watch more than 3 seconds is a lot harder than it should be. Seems like everyone has the attention span of a flea…swipe on, America. Feed that scroll demon.

But you know what? I keep creating and sharing. I know a few people like what I create. That works for me. It’s enough. I’m not trying to get a zillion followers. Just connect with a few people, and maybe leave a record of what I’ve made. For my kids, or whoever might care.

I think that people shouldn’t judge things by what everyone thinks and likes. Everything is subjective, and what everyone thinks is great, rarely is. Life should be about what YOU like. What brings YOU joy. Who cares what everyone likes?

Besides, everyone knows that the best things in life are the secrets that hardly anyone knows about.

Authors Note: All opinions expressed here are just that: opinions. If you don’t like mine, I probably won’t like yours either. Let’s just nod, and walk away. Maybe come back with solutions instead of opinions. Because of the two, only solutions actually matter.

America is Coming Out

At least now the United States will have a President who accurately represents the American Republic. Trump is not a symptom of American decline, but the result of it. A criminal. Mobster. Abuser of rights. Plunderer of resources.

He personifies all the worst things America does. No filter.

America has been an imperial power since WWII. Buying or taking whatever we want. Under cover story of stopping communism, we’ve invaded Korea, Vietnam, Iraq, Afghanistan, and more. If we can’t win using economic warfare, like tariffs and corporate invasions, we send in the marines.

All of it “to protect vital interests”.
Like big oil and gas profits, and ensuring infinite future profits for the weapons industry.

Sold to the highest bidder. Everything is for sale. Except for peace. We sell weapons to both sides to ensure that unrest continues in the world, because a world without warfare is much harder to exploit for profit and power.

All the unrest and violence in the world also enables a nearly $1T per year military budget, further ensuring the profits and stabilty of weapon manufacturers…and their ever growing stock prices (=huge profits for the rich and shameless).

But good news…we’ve finally come out as a country. Now, our president will be a mob boss. No more hiding, pretending to do good.

Hey world: It’s who we really are. The Home of Monopolies and Organized Crime, The Land of the Deceived.

All that “protect the peace” and “promote democracy” BS is just the cover story. Again and again we make the rest of the world “an offer they can’t refuse”. Our words are backed by aircraft carriers, stealth bombers and nukes. Who’s gonna argue? Who’s gonna be the first next to get fed up, and decide to fight back?

I guess we’re gonna find out. And soon.

Authors Note: All opinions expressed here are just that: opinions. If you don’t like mine, I probably won’t like yours either. Let’s just nod, and walk away. Maybe come back with solutions instead of opinions. Because of the two, only solutions actually matter.

Time to Rock and Roll, bitches.

Unalienable

We’ve grown complacent and blase
Mainstream music, homogenized, bland
Time to teach them the meaning
Of Punk. Rock and Roll. Again.
Time to hammer the hounds of repression
Demand Freedom. Liberty for ALL.
Demand Equality. Justice and peace.
Nothing less is acceptable.
Nothing more is necessary.
Unalienable. Undeniable.

We did it in the 60s-70s. Well, I didnt. But I watched them do it. They did it without the Internet or anything. The elite fear us, so they censor our communication and divide us with propaganda.

Music will unite us again, and they won’t be able to stop it. They won’t be able to stop us, because the universal truths are on our side. All are created equal. We have Unalienable Rights, as HUMAN BEINGS.

Unalienable means the rights cannot be given or taken away, and these rich motherfuckers will NOT deny us.

Time to stand up.

Twas the Weekend Before Christmas

Twas the weekend before Christmas
We were broke as could be
We were freezing our asses
By the fire and TV
When what did our half-frozen
eyeballs then spy
Was a snowstorm to bury
All our firewood in ice
It got colder and colder
We shivered and shook
As the wind howled and sliced
Out the window we looked
More snow was falling
I can’t wait till it melts
The basement gets flooded
mud up to our belts
May your Christmas be white
May your driveway stay plowed
May we all make it through
All this hate, fear and doubt.
May the season bring joy
May you somehow find peace
In the dark years ahead
Love and light will not cease.
~

Welcome to the Idiocracy

Alas, our government is soon to be under control of a South African Nazi billionaire and his cronies, who paid to have their idiot criminal Manchurian candidate installed by a ‘free and fair’ election, that was rigged by manipulating public opinion.

With the aid of complicit billionaire owned news corporations, these plutocrats controlled the media and normalized every horrid and sordid thing Trump did, while scrutinizing and demonizing the black woman who opposed him. They made it NORMAL for a convicted felon rapist dirtbag to run for president, as they played to every racist and sexist trope.

With some help from the other side. Biden’s DOJ failed to prosecute. So much for ‘nobody is above the law’.

AND…..they won the election.

Suddenly it was just another election. MSNBC’s morning hosts immediately flew to Florida to kiss the ring.  They were ALL working for the other side folks. Money decided who won. THEY did.

None of this normal. This is a class war, and 97% of us just lost a huge battle. So many of us are still cluelessly believing what the talking heads tell them. The lies will keep coming until we wake up.

In Europe, they call it Austerity Measures. Add a pinch of Faux-Christian Nationalism, and a huge scoop of racism and blame, alongside the overhanging threat of using the military and police against anyone who protests or threatens the regime, and what do you get?

The United States has become first NORTH American Banana Republic. American Idiocracy at it’s finest.

Oligarchy. Plutocracy. Look them up. Then look up socialism and capitalism. Capitalism is the highway to Oligarchy. Socialism is the fruit of Democracy. In which we learn to share, and take care of one another.

Authors Note: All opinions expressed here are just that: opinions. If you don’t like mine, I probably won’t like yours either. Let’s just nod, and walk away. Maybe come back with solutions instead of opinions. Because of the two, only solutions actually matter.