What happened, where did it all go wrong. Isn't that the question people ask when it's already to late. But is it too late? In the sixties, the history books write it was all fun and games, it was to unwind to feel free. But now, licensed addictions, funded addictions and housewife junks roam the streets. Is this world owned by pills, needles and media. Is this generation so much better then the ones before? Back in the days, talking middle ages and industrial revolution periods if you were a minion, you drank your pay away. Just to forget the daily grudge. But is it these days any different? Back then, one did not pretend, one drank and everyone knew. These days drinking is bad. But everywhere you see people pretend. Okay, maybe on that level we are different from our ancestors. We pretend this generation is better. It's not worse, you do not hear me say those good old times when things were simple. They weren't and they still aren't. But these days we pretend there is more to worry about, but is that really? Do we not choose to be drowned in problems. Television, so called reality is the daily proof. Thousands of people glare at there television screens with full awe. They see how ambulances pick up half dead people, they watch problem children. This causes two things; happiness and worries. Hmm, yes, contradictory right? But think about it. First they think, my life isn't that bad at all, those people are doing a lot worse. See that guy just lost his arm, I still have 'm both, and when you flick the channel, you see a person fighting with his wife and you grab the hand of your loved one and, well, your fights never were so bad and you still have each other. But then, this discomfort creeps, you feel grim reapers breath, karma's eyes from the shadow and your mind starts to drift. What if, What if. What if I loose my arm, that guy never saw it coming, what if I get into a fight with my partner. They once were as happy as we were. But cheeks clam, hands sweat and a cold shiver down your spine. But luckily media also has to make money and in the commercials one can see what he can do to prevent. What about some Ritalin? or sophax or some other kind of pill with a fake-Latin name on it. These pills fix your bad feeling in a jiffy. And the circle is round, happy again and you can relax behind the tube again. For how long? Well, the next pill is right before you go to bed. So you can sleep safe and sound without any form of guild. So, is it like the hippy culture in the sixties? Smoking weed, taking pills and having casual sex? No, it is very different. Back in those days one did it to unwind, they were stressed because one had high expectations of them. They did have worries, but they're worries weren't as selfish as those of today. These days it all is, what if I loose a leg, loose a love or loose all my money. Back in those days it was all bonding, fight against a war, against insightfulness, against hatred. So, it was better back then? Doesn't have to be, these days the problem is people are expecting low of each other. Rather lazy then tired, back then it was all the way around. And this uninterested attitude, needs a different kind of drugs. Instead of slowing down and unwind as in the sixties. These days people take pills to be happy, to have energy again and to regain spirit of live. In the sixties, they wanted to enhance life, but not because they didn't lost it, they just wanted more. They were high on life, and to even go beyond. They enhanced it.
This world is pathetic.
So, are we revolution no 9? Generation X? Maybe yes, but most of all, we shouldn?t worry and just fucking live life. Don't worry and cheer and blame the media. Let there be a rage against the machine. Fuck the system. Take a stand against reality TV and convince that we need more comedy. We need more happy television. Feel good TV. That is what we need. Because looking at other people suffer, and getting your high and by that also reaching a low is pretty lame if you ask me.
FUCKING GET OVER IT.
The Chum scrubber