“Gonna wreck this fucker’s ride” and more

Been a long week. Just gonna stick to music right now.

On the menu this evening is “Bad Habit” by The Offspring:

Just because I love that song.

Moving along to Nine Inch Nails:

True that.

And in case further evidence was needed to prove our military is out of control and off its rocker, see this:

Sick and disappointing that is.

Observing orgiastic rave phenomenon

Stumbled across this video clip today on accident. The reason I post it is because as I watched that, thoughts on the rave phenomenon sprang to mind. This is the sort of thing I’ve read a decent amount about, pondered a good bit, observed firsthand several times, so I don’t believe my thinking on the subject to be naive.

In Jonathan Haidt’s book The Righteous Mind, he discusses the rave phenomenon a little, but he focuses on it from more of the spiritual and/or unifying angle, in reference to the hive mentality. That limited view is not the only way these sorts of things play out though, as that video and many others attest to. In Chris Hedges’ book Empire of Illusion, he goes into the disturbing side of the rave trend, the pornographic end of it where women debase themselves and money is king. Sex tends to be the central theme (though it isn’t always, as in the case of moshers), but underneath it all is a frenetic energy that hypnotizes and intoxicates. Historically these crowd experiences had ritualistic value, but what is their value today? What do people get from them, and why is so often the atmosphere one of disgust and disrespect, escalating aggressiveness within nihilistic fantasies?

The way I’m coming to see it is the most harmful aspect of that sort of rave phenomenon is the attitudes taken. Laws can’t change that. Moralizing won’t stop that, not if the people involved remain resistant to stepping back and taking a deeper look. There’s almost a tribal sense of comfort that can be uncovered in eroticized mass gatherings and losing oneself in an ecstatic trance, but why do you figure so many people approach it the way they do today?

Women offering themselves up to the crowd. Practical concerns fly out the window and, once beyond a certain point, nearly anything goes. The bumping music drowns out thoughts of consequences, working alongside libations to reduce inhibitions. The atmosphere drifts toward a feel of devil may care. People respond to this opportunity to lose themselves, and certain demographics perhaps more so than others.

That’s enough to say for now.

Sunday night update

Still bogged down on time over here. Finally finished my second part to the domestication topic, which is uploading to YT as I type. Was a slow process tracking down images to use in its slideshow, and while I’m not thrilled with how the video clip came out, it seems decent enough to post up and share, if only to satisfy my need for self-expression via free thought exercises. Not everything can be packaged for purposes of easy and quick consumption by others, nor is that ultimately my aim. Written outlines can and do help, and I’ll plan on creating videos in the future that include them as seems fitting, but free thought exercises don’t lend themselves to that sort of restrictedness. Sometimes ya just need to record thoughts and ponderings for what they are, as they come to you. That’s how I see it.

Anyway, let’s post up another song in the meantime and hopefully there will be more time for creating content here soon.

Here’s a fantastic live performance of James Brown and Luciano Pavarotti singing “It’s a Man’s World”:

Gambling on better odds in 2013

Very slow about adding content to this blog, my excuse for the last several weeks being my draining work schedule around the holidays and then a bad cold that lingered on for two weeks. But here we are, standing in a new year, open to brand-new possibilities and opportunities for growth. Last year was rough and I couldn’t be more pleased to turn the page on all of that and commence writing a new chapter.

Tonight the hours are getting away from me, so I’ll just post up a song to christen the new year, with hope of returning here tomorrow.

Here’s an oldie and a goodie from Kenny Rogers:

Always loved that song. “You got to know when to hold ’em, know when to fold ’em, know when to walk away and know when to run.”  🙂  So they keep telling me.

Starting up this new venue…

The best way to start is to simply get to it. So, as is my custom, I’ll begin this blog off with a song, one I’m sure many are familiar with.

“Bullet With Butterfly Wings” by Smashing Pumpkins:

Lyric excerpt:

The world is a vampire, sent to drain
Secret destroyers, hold you up to the flames
And what do I get, for my pain
Betrayed desires, and a piece of the game

Even though I know, I suppose I’ll show
All my cool and cold, like old job

Despite all my rage I am still just a rat in a cage
Despite all my rage I am still just a rat in a cage
Someone will say, “What is lost can never be saved”
Despite all my rage I am still just a rat in a cage

Now I’m naked, nothing but an animal
But can you fake it, for just one more show
And what do you want, I want to change
And what have you got when you feel the same

 

Because that song rocks. Plus it made an impression on me as a young teen when it came out and it still does. I, for one, continue to feel like an enraged rat in a cage, bewildered and exasperated by modern life and by most people populating the planet alongside me. As this blogging venture fleshes out perhaps the reasons why will become apparent. Cynical as that might come across right now…