Posts Tagged 'arts'

THE MORE I LOSE, THE LESS I HAVE TO LOSE

HISTORY, CIVICS, AND PERSONAL RESPONSIBILITY PART 1

HISTORY, CIVICS, AND PERSONAL RESPONSIBILITY PART 2

HISTORY, CIVICS, AND PERSONAL RESPONSIBILITY PART 3

HISTORY, CIVICS, AND PERSONAL RESPONSIBILITY PENSACOLA’S FIVE-FLAGS DISPLAYS

HOSTILE TAKEOVERS

When the demons are so suspicious, how can the son later make any good connection with adult male energy, especially the energy of an adult man in a position of authority or leadership?  As a musician he will smash handcrafted guitars made by old men, or as a teacher suspicious of older writers he will ‘deconstruct’ them.  As a citizen he will take part in therapy rather than politics…”

“…in traditional cultures, the older men and the older women often are the first to speak in public gatherings; younger men may say nothing but still aim to maintain contact with the older men.  Now we have twenty-seven-year-olds engaged in hostile takeovers who will buy out a publishing house and dismantle in six months what an older man has created over a period of thirty years.”

Text from Iron John: A Book About Men, by Robert Bly, 1990

WHO’S AFRAID OF THE TRUTH?

As of today, May 19, 2017, Mitch Landrieu has finally completed the destruction of all four of the Confederate memorial monuments in New Orleans.

He has done this without the consent of the people of Greater New Orleans, Louisiana at all–he hasn’t even allowed them to vote on it.

Using taxpayers’ money, Mayor Landrieu has employed henchmen among the firefighters of New Orleans (read Fahrenheit 451, by Ray Bradbury) to destroy these American historical monuments–all wearing masks and bulletproof vests, and all with the protection of police snipers, also employed by Landrieu (read 1984, by George Orwell).

In a private speech Mayor Landrieu gave his cronies today–both Democratic and Republican–he said, “We cannot be afraid of the truth.”

Who’s afraid of the truth?

The four Black, Democratic mayors who preceded Mitch Landrieu were not afraid of the truth.

Mitch Landrieu’s father, Mayor Moon Landrieu, was not afraid of the truth.

The citizens of Greater New Orleans–of all races and ethnic groups–were not afraid of the truth.

But Mayor Mitch Landrieu was certainly afraid of the truth.

Why, he was so afraid of the truth that he completely censored it, erased it so that no one would ever be able to know or understand it.

No tourists would ever be able to ask who Jefferson Davis was, who P.G.T. Beauregard was, who Robert E. Lee was–or even what gave rise to a local skirmish between Democrats and Republicans.

No tourists would ever be able to ask what the Confederate States of America was–how it was established, and why–and why it fought a defensive war against the United States of America to maintain its independence.

No tourists would ever be able to ask why the United States waged this war against the Confederate States, in the first place–and why the United States engaged in a brutal occupation of the former Confederate States, in which all citizens of the former Confederate States of America were denied their constitutional rights under the United States Constitution for twelve years.

No tourists would ever be able to ask what impact this era of American history would have on the future of the United States of America.

No tourists would ever be able to ask any questions about American history in New Orleans at all, because no tourists would know what questions to ask.

No tourists would ever see any evidence of this history.

No tourists would ever be able to learn the truth.

No schoolchildren ever would, either.

No future citizens of Greater New Orleans ever would, either.

Yes, New Orleans Mayor Mitch Landrieu was certainly afraid of the truth.

Just as Republican South Carolina Governor Nikki Haley was.

Just as Republican Alabama Governor Robert Bentley was.

Just as Republican Pensacola Mayor Ashton Hayward was.

Just as Republican Escambia County Commissioners Doug Underhill, Steven Barry, Wilson Robertson, and Grover C. Robinson IV were.

Just as Democratic Escambia County Commissioner Lumon May was.

Just as every state and local politician in the Southern United States was–and still is.

Because all politicians know that truth is something to be avoided, at all costs.

All politicians know that their power can only be maintained as long as their constituents are kept in a state of ignorance–as long as their constituents are blissfully unaware of the truth.

Who’s afraid of the truth?

DIGITAL-AGE DECADENCE

Queen’s “We Are The Champions” was the graduation theme song for the class of 1984 at Murphy High School, in Mobile, Alabama.  It was probably the graduation theme song for numerous classes before that, since it was released in 1977.  I was among six commencement speakers chosen by the senior and junior classes for the ceremony–at which the Murphy High School chorus sang the song, accompanied by the Murphy High School band.

“We Are The Champions” is not even one of my favorite Queen songs, let alone my favorite songs, in general.  The lyrics are simpler than those of my favorite Queen songs–and the music is not nearly as complex.  Yet note the passionate singing of Freddie Mercury–and the unforgettable instrumentation of the band, particularly the electric-guitar artistry.  And note the raw, wild, real, personal, sincere, human interaction between the band and the audience.

Yes, this is the kind of music that was played at graduation ceremonies and sporting events before the Digital Age.

 

 

 

 

No, this is not a commercial–this is the kind of music that is played at graduation ceremonies and sporting events in this Digital Age.  There is no band–all of the music is digitally programmed, and electronically produced.  And the lyrics are not just simple–they’re totally simplistic, and indescribably trite.  The singing isn’t passionate at all–it’s completely contrived.  And there is no interaction with an audience because the only audience is an unseen collective of smartphone addicts–none of whom are even interacting with each other.

This is Digital-Age decadence.

MY FIRST FIFTEEN MINUTES OF FAME

[These two videos were originally posted March 30, 2014]

ON MY 51st BIRTHDAY

The sun is the same, in a relative way

But I’m older

Shorter of breath

And one year closer to death.

This is the bad news.

The sun is the same, in a relative way

But I’m older

Shorter of breath

And one year closer to death.

This is the good news.

 

(song lyrics credit: Roger Waters)


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