Have a Vampire Weekend

Vampire Weekend - A Punk

MELODY

Johanna drove slowly into the city
The Hudson River all filled with snow
She spied the ring on his honor’s finger
Oh oh oh

A thousand years in one piece of silver
She took it from his lily white hand
Showed no fear she’d seen the thing
In the young men’s wing at Sloan-Kettering

CHORUS

Look outside the raincoats gone, say oh!
Look outside the raincoats gone, say oh!


MELODY

His honor drove southward seeking exotica
Down to the Pueblo huts of New Mexico
Cut his teeth on turquoise harmonicas
Oh oh oh

I saw Johanna down in the subway
She took an apartment in Washington Heights
Half of the ring lies here with me
But the other half’s at the bottom of the sea

CHORUS

Look outside the raincoats gone, say oh!
Look outside the raincoats gone, say oh!
Look outside the raincoats gone, say oh!
Look outside the raincoats gone, say oh!

END

Vampire Weekend reminds me of some of the Ska bands that were popular back in the 1980s. The lyrics don't make much sense, but they don't have to with a beat like this. The video is quite entertaining. I especially like the little fishes near the end.

The Madness of Accepting the Truth

Undoing The Suicide Pact Which Is Human History

For most of my life I've thought, and sometimes rather deeply, about the true nature behind the human experience.

My earliest memories are those of being indoctrinated into Christian thought as a child.

I quickly came to understand that superstition and authoritarianism could not substitute for the cold harsh reality which Science illuminated - one which provides many answers, but one which left even more questions.

I came to suspect that I was living in a time, and a place surrounded by others who had cut themselves off from the cruel realization that the reality we created for ourselves was the reality we deserve.

I have learned of World Wars in which tens of millions of people were killed in the name of this idea, or that idea, but quite obviously were fueled by sheer animal lust for territory and power.

I have learned that the planet's most intelligent life forms - humans - have in fact placed themselves upon the precipice of self extinction. Each and every step of the way they have justified their actions with this idea, or with that idea - yet it is obvious that their self destructive behavior has been driven by greed, and the desire for power.

I was expected to accept that all of human history has driven humanity to this breaking point, and yet I have been asked to believe that somehow at the last possible moment that human beings would realize their dire situation and would wisely choose life over death, cooperation over war, understanding over rage, order over chaos, and a bright future over oblivion. I was expected to believe this.

Yet as the decades pass I am at a point in my life where I have become rather frightened, and disturbed. I see the growth of religion's, and nationalism's influence in the world, and wonder just how long it will be until doomsday.

I see a rejection of principle and reason, and the substitution of the worship of material possessions, and ancient deities, and I wonder how long it will be until the next and final World War. Mankind's final solution.

I see the same old tendencies of humanity to divide itself into simple groups along this division or that division, only now the weapons and the means of delivering them are no longer bows and arrows, or even machine guns and bullets, but are a million times more powerful, and a million times more accurate.

And I know that this fact of our godlike destructive abilities instills paranoia not only within me, but also within all of those individuals who are in charge of preparing an end to humankind.

And it frightens me.

I also know that this madness and the fate it drives us to is entirely avoidable.

If only,

If only we could find a way to communicate and build connections within ourselves, and between each other that allows us resist the temptations of the flesh, and the primitive ape madness that has always driven humans to kill, rape, torture, enslave, and subjugate one another.

And I hope.

And I hope.

And I hope that we find a way.

Before it is too late.

El Presidente Bush Disgraced

Not Everyone Appears Supportive Of El Presidente?

El Presidente George Bush had the honor of throwing the first pitch at Nationals Park.

Some verminous rats within the audience showed their disrespect for the President of the United States of America, our beloved Commander in Chief, a man beloved by nearly 20% of the population!

Viva El Presidente
Viva El Presidente
Viva El Presidente


El Presidente Bush's Pitch A Bit High

Secret Service, and FBI agents have ordered all video records of the event, and have tapped into the ticket service database to determine the identity of any individuals who participated in this treasonous act.

Viva El Presidente
Viva El Presidente
Viva El Presidente

Detention facilities at various undisclosed locations in the Middle East have been warned that hundreds more detainees may be in route.

Viva El Presidente
Viva El Presidente
Viva El Presidente

Water boarding has been approved for all those determined to have brought disgrace to El Presidente in this time of war.

That is all.