Rammstein - Amerika (Official Video)
Rammstein Official
I was talking to a guy from Indiana and he mentioned how many of the names of towns and streets show up in both Indiana and Oregon, like there's a Springfield in every state, which means The Simpsons are everywhere, which reminded me of this song. It came out in 2004 which means it's 20 years old. Yes, I can still do basic math. You do know who The Simpsons are, don't you? Hmm, probably so. I kind of thought that maybe the show had died, but Google tells me it's still a going concern. That's what happens when you get old, you get kind of disconnected from the world. Okay, too many worlds. There's your house, which is an entire universe unto itself, and then there's your neighborhood, which is like a galaxy, and the town you live in is like a cluster of galaxies. I mean you compare the amount of data we have on our galaxy* to all information in your head about your house and family. I suspect that, even if the science guys cheat, it's not even a contest.
Point is there is too much information and not enough time, you can absorb a tremendous amount of information, but you can't absorb all of it, and most of it is drivel, so you need a filter, a way to discriminate against most of the information that's coming in and pick out what you want or need. Choosing which world we live in is one of those filters. Wives and mothers tend to focus on the house and the neighborhood. Some people spend their time in other places, dreaming of glorious adventures or heroic victories. That's why a lot of people go to work, because they are part of a project that is bigger than themselves, and usually that is part of a project to build a bigger gun so we can smite those that god has ordained that they should be so smitten. It does not have to be a military kind of gun. It can be a cell phone that we can sell for a quarter. Boy are we going to put the pain on all them Asians making cell phones for a dollar. The Wal-Mart wars can be just as economically devastating as real wars, but you can't really compare economic warfare with shooting war. But economic wars can have severe, even fatal consequences, so you really need to compare the damage to people.
Anyway, I really like the sound of this song. I dunno if he's being sarcastic, or praising America, or just stating the facts. I like to think he's just stating facts. I can't be sure, it's late and I've been watching TV.
* The Milky Way? What kind of candy-ass name is that? All the other galaxies have really impressive names, like Xqen742bleeg, which means God of This Quadrant of the Universe in Elbonian, because we don't discriminate. Or R4792, which is at least cryptic. It might not be great, but it ain't no weak sauce either. But The Milky Way? Good Gawd almighty, that is the most lame ass excuse for a name I've ever heard. Well, for a Galaxy, it's a perfectly fine name for a candy bar. Shoot I like Milky Way candy bars.
I could have looked up the name of our galaxy, but that's too much like work and I'm tired. St. John and I mixed and spread four bags of self-leveling compound in his garage today. This stuff was like ten times as gooey as the cement we mixed up last week. The instructions said to use one gallon or water per bag. For the first bag we just added water like we were mixing cement, just add a splash at a time until it's saturated. The next one we measured out a gallon of water and it went much better. I think we were short about a quart of water on the first batch. It was like glue, really heavy glue.
No comments:
Post a Comment