Monday, January 2, 2017

Pre-Merkelian European Post-Modernism

4 comments:

FreeThinke said...

At least the man can actually SING. Good strong voice! Bravo for that. Style quintessentially twentieth-century FRENCH –– depressed, cynical, hopeless, exhausted, on the ragged edge of despair –– NIHILISTIC.

The dismal clothing, the dirty-looking locks of greasy, unkempt hair, the prominent use of eye makeup such as I have never seen on a man before all-but destroy his natural good looks. The tone of bitterness, anger, heartbreak and derision in the song contributes to an atmosphere of profound dejection.

Naturally, I disapprove of this celebration of SURRENDER to CYNICISM and ULTIMATE FAILURE of the HUMAN SPIRIT.

I see stuff like this as dangerous, because it too easily becomes self-fulfilling prophecy.

Since Gay Paree began to welcome Gays it is no longer Gay.

We've never gotten over the two world wars.

FreeThinke said...

____________ FINDING FUN ____________


It's easier to bitch than stitch,

It's easier to whine than mine.

It's easier to make noise than to exhibit poise.

It's easier to say "I'm fucked," than to construct.



To sit in the gutter counting your woes

In shit-caked jeans with a runny nose

Ranting in puddles of frozen piss

Demonstrates only that something's amiss.



So, in the bleak winter

Go shovel some snow ––

..... Cheer up the aged

...... And those who are caged
.
...... Some joy you might find

...... If you read to the blind
.
...... Don't play the whore,

...... Instead scrub the floor



Now get up and go!



In summer, each lazy laddie 

And each slothful lass

Should get off their ass

And go mow the grass.



Don't pout and make wishes

Just go wash the dishes.

If you need to find labor,

Go help your neighbor.



Demanding is easy

Producing is hard

Protests are sleazy

Thus saith The Bard.





_________ EPILOGUE _________



There's always something you can do.

Don't succumb to feeling blue.

Salvation lies through helping others

Not thinking you deserve your druthers.


Never worry. Never fear.

Just do your best to spread good cheer.

Needed work is never done

Effort's where we find our fun.


And if you're old, and stuck at home,
You can always write a poem!



~ FreeThinke

FreeThinke said...

_______ A Backward Glance _______

I gaze now in perpetual wonderment, grief 

And sorrow at the jagged, rotting stump 

Of the once-vital, arcing grandeur

Of the dear and familiar tree 

That gave me shade and comfort, 

While all around me weeds, thorns 

Strange, stunted saplings, and bitter fruit

Litter the parched stony soil

Beneath a pitiless, gray wintery sky.


~ FreeThinke

FreeThinke said...

So often I feel as though I were praying to BAAL to light a fire on my personal altar. (Listen to Mendelssohn's ELIJAH, and you'll get the reference.}