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TELEVISON, THE DRUG OF THE NATION Disposable Heroes of Hipocrisy
one nation under god has turned into one nation under the influence of one drug (chorus) Television, the drug of the nation Breeding ignorance and feeding radiation
T.V., it satellite links our united states of unconsciousness apathetic therapeutic and extremely addictive the methadone metronome pumping out 150 channels 24 hours a day you can flip through all of them and still there's nothing worth watching T.V. is the reason why less than ten percent of our nation reads books daily why most people think Central America means Kansas socialism means unamerican and apartheid is a new headache remedy absorbed in its world it's so hard to find us it shapes our mind the most maybe the mother of our nation should remind us that we're sitting too close to... (chorus) Television, the drug of the nation Breeding ignorance and feeding radiation
T.V. is the stomping ground for political candidates where bears in the woods are chased by grecian formula'd bald eagles T.V. is mechanized politic's remote control over the masses co-sponsored by enironmentally safe gases watch for the PBS special it's the perpetuation of the two-party system where image takes precedence over wisdom where sound bite politics are served to the fastfood culture where straight teeth in your mouth are more important than the words that come out of it race baiting is the way to get elected Willie Horton or will he not get elected on...
Televison, the drug of the nation Breeding ignorance and feeding radiation
T.V., is it the reflector or the director does it imitate us or do we imitate it because a child watches 1500 murders before he's twelve years old and we wonder how we've created a Jason generation that learns to laugh rather than abhor the horror T.V. is the plac where armchair generals and quarterbacks can experience first hand the excitement of video warfare as the themesong is sung in the background sugar sweet sitcoms that leave us with a bad actor taste while pop stars metamorphosize into soda pop stars you saw the video you heard the soundtrack well now go buy the soft drink well, the only cola that I support is a union C.O.L.A. (cost of living allowance) on...
Television, the drug of the nation Breeding ignorance and feeding radiation
back again, "new and improved" we return to our irregularly programmed schedule hidden cleverly between heavy breasted beer and car commmercials CNNESPNABCTNT but mostly B.S. where oxymoronic language like "virtually spotless" "fresh frozen" light yet filling" and "military intelligence" have become standard T.V. is the place where phrases are redefined like "recession" to "necessary downturn" "crude oil" on a beach to "mousse" "civilian death" to "collateral damages" and being killed by your own army is now called "friendly fire" T.V. is the place where the pursuit of happiness has become the pursuit of trivia where toothpaste and cars have become sex objects where imagination is sucked out of children by a cathode ray nipple T.V. is the only wet nurse that would create a cripple on... Television, the drug of the nation Breeding ignorance and feeding radiation
Comments: lyrics: Michael Franti, 1991 | | |
| dear (few and far between) readers of a xanga which isn't mine,
it's 12:47 am, meaning if you have not wished allison a happy birthday by now....bad things will come. this is gonna be the birthday to end all birthdays. there's nothing like a little mono to shake things up sometimes..... but mono shmono! we're gonna party like it's your birthday. with 50 cent.
happy birthday my dear darling spunky vertex, i love you more than the world.
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| Okay so it looks like I’m going to be stuck at home for a very very long timeeeeee. I show no signs of getting better at all. It’s really boring watching the clouds pass by outside your bedroom window every day while you could be having tons of fun at school. No the worst is when you realize that you’re screwed because someone closed the window shades on you and you can’t get up to open them…that’s when things get interesting. Therese the ceiling to look at…but what is actually really fun is trying to call Sarah or Marissa while they’re in school just to see which one of the two animal faces (dog or rat) actually forgets to turn her phone off!! I’m sorry I take that back… I think I have become slightly meaner in my weakened state. ::slaps self on wrist:: I’m sooo hungry but eating is no longer an option because of the excruciating pain that comes with swallowing. So for all of you who haven’t been touched by my plague….swallow away while you still can. If you are still reading at this point you actually may have worse cabin fever than I do. In that case I hope you have changed your last name to Mononucleosis as well. Okay that’s enough ranting for now…I’m going back to watching Clerks, for the millionthinahalf time. Peace out children. | | |
| WELCOME TO THE BERMUDA TRIANGLE. | | |
| Hokay so… ::spoken in Paul’s Austrian accent::….skiing was REALLY fun. Jason took a lesson with this old Austrian guy named Paul who apparently, at one point, harbored a lot of hate towards Jason because he was “waiting for him”…okay getting jealous. I followed his lesson around and rumor has it that when you ski you have to “tuck your fanny”? Who would have known?! In other news, my cousin Sara ended up falling in love with Jason…close your eyes and pretend you’re Jason…now picture a nine year old laying flat on top of you while you’re trying to wakeup. Yes, the jealously was once again overwhelming. ::sigh:: I missed you guys on New Years Eve, but nothing compares seeing Jason ski out of control and into a fat woman on the lift line or having my mom offer Jason my dad’s faded blue underwear.
…Its sad to be back in school but good to have someone bring me soup when I’m sick. I think this was our first comprehendible xanga entry. That may be because Sarah and Marissa had no say in it. Oh and one last public announcement… Rat Face and Looking for Dogs smell and for some reason want to go to dentist camp. What an idea! | | |
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