The New American Renaissance - Leon Legere
For the first time since I can remember I’m actually excited to climb out of bed to see what the new day brings me. The last decade has been brutal to say the least. The never ending recession, ungodly high unemployment, the housing collapse, the rising cost of energy, the threat of global warming, the war on terror, it’s all so overwhelming. It’s not safe to go outside. It’s not safe to stay home. We’re under constant attack! And we’re getting it on all fronts. The fatty carbs we eat, the polluted air we breathe, underpants bombs, tidal waves, unrest in the middle-east, mass extinction! Terrified? Sure you are. Should you be? Well, not really.
You can only buy into fear for so long until you run out of money. And we’re all broke. There’s nowhere left to go but up. This is what rock bottom feels like. It’s not so bad. I have no compassion left for the guy feeling the pain at the pump with his SUV. Things are tough all over. If you complain to me about Democrats wanting to take away your tax breaks you’re hanging with the wrong crowd. I can care less about the CEO offing himself by jumping out of his corner office window. Welcome to the real world. Best believe there’ll be a guy like me waiting to sweep him off the sidewalk for 8 bucks an hour and no benefits.
It’s only the higher ups, the suits, management worried now. The overseers of industry, the middlemen are sweating. They’ve run out of lies to sell us. Of course a climatologist wants you to buy into global warming, that’s what he sells, how he gets paid. Big oil wants to call his bullshit, so they can continue to sell oil and ruin our coastline. The farmer wants the coastline ruined, seafood contaminated, eat more corn. We see it on TV. We need tragedy to move product. The news is no longer news but an advertisement. And the advertisements themselves are so blatantly horseshit. Fox might tell us Glee is America’s number one show, but I’ve asked around. I don’t know anyone who watches it. What tops the billboard’s list isn’t what people want to hear it’s what they play and tell you to like.
We’re smarter now, I believe. We no longer need to be told what to think. We’ve got things like the internet, and cell phones. Word of mouth is powerful and we’ve got all day long to talk. We’re getting back to what makes us human. We might not be able to afford a night on the town but we can afford to get together and SOCIALIZE, interact with each other, enjoy each other’s company. When you take the dollar away you remember what is really important. You’re no longer a salesman but a person. The money stream has dried up. The music is better when the musician isn’t worried about selling records. The food is better when we aren’t mass producing dollar menu items to boost our next quarterly’s bottom line. The writing is better when the writer isn’t forced to cover Osama’s porn collection for US interests. These are exciting times. By my account the future is looking bright. So, is the world coming to an end? I’m not buying it.
You can only buy into fear for so long until you run out of money. And we’re all broke. There’s nowhere left to go but up. This is what rock bottom feels like. It’s not so bad. I have no compassion left for the guy feeling the pain at the pump with his SUV. Things are tough all over. If you complain to me about Democrats wanting to take away your tax breaks you’re hanging with the wrong crowd. I can care less about the CEO offing himself by jumping out of his corner office window. Welcome to the real world. Best believe there’ll be a guy like me waiting to sweep him off the sidewalk for 8 bucks an hour and no benefits.
It’s only the higher ups, the suits, management worried now. The overseers of industry, the middlemen are sweating. They’ve run out of lies to sell us. Of course a climatologist wants you to buy into global warming, that’s what he sells, how he gets paid. Big oil wants to call his bullshit, so they can continue to sell oil and ruin our coastline. The farmer wants the coastline ruined, seafood contaminated, eat more corn. We see it on TV. We need tragedy to move product. The news is no longer news but an advertisement. And the advertisements themselves are so blatantly horseshit. Fox might tell us Glee is America’s number one show, but I’ve asked around. I don’t know anyone who watches it. What tops the billboard’s list isn’t what people want to hear it’s what they play and tell you to like.
We’re smarter now, I believe. We no longer need to be told what to think. We’ve got things like the internet, and cell phones. Word of mouth is powerful and we’ve got all day long to talk. We’re getting back to what makes us human. We might not be able to afford a night on the town but we can afford to get together and SOCIALIZE, interact with each other, enjoy each other’s company. When you take the dollar away you remember what is really important. You’re no longer a salesman but a person. The money stream has dried up. The music is better when the musician isn’t worried about selling records. The food is better when we aren’t mass producing dollar menu items to boost our next quarterly’s bottom line. The writing is better when the writer isn’t forced to cover Osama’s porn collection for US interests. These are exciting times. By my account the future is looking bright. So, is the world coming to an end? I’m not buying it.
