us v. them

if i'm not part of your group,
then you're a them.
and you're not an us.

not-us are bad, stupid, evil, greedy bullies.
we are good, smart, moral, compassionate angels.

listen to us. not them.
we're right. they're wrong.
black. white.
up. down.
right. wrong.

this is the way the world works.
right?

* * *

sometimes there is no us
and no them.

sometimes us is just me.
sometimes them is just he or she.

sometimes it's just you and me.

My War by Black Flag

My war
You're one of them
You say that you're my friend
But you're one of them

You don't want to see me live
You don't want me to give
Cuz you're one of them

My war
You're one of them
You say that you're my friend
But you're one of them

I might not know what a friend is
All I know is what you're not
Cuz you're one of them

My war
You're one of them
You say that you're my friend
But you're one of them

I have a prediction, it lives in my brain
It's with me every day, it drives me insane
I feel it in my heart, that if I has a gun
I feel it in my heart, I'd wanna kill some
I feel it in my heart, the end will come
Come on!!

My war
You're one of them
You say that you're my friend
But you're one of them

Tell me that I'm wrong
Try to sing me your ego song
You're one of them

My war
You're one of them
You say that you're my friend
But you're one of them

My War.

"We Want a Rock" by They Might Be Giants

Where was i? I forgot
The point that I was making
I said if I was smart that I would
Save up for a piece of string
And a rock to wind the string around

Everybody wants a rock
To wind a piece of string around
Everybody wants a rock
To wind a piece of string around

Throw the crib door wide
Let the people crawl inside
Someone in this town
Is trying to burn the playhouse down
They want to stop the ones who want
A rock to wind a string around
But everybody wants a rock
To wind a piece of string around

Throw the crib door wide
Let the people crawl inside
Someone in this town
Is trying to burn the playhouse down
They want to stop the ones who want
A rock to wind a string around
But everybody wants a rock
To wind a piece of string around

If I were a carpenter i’d
Hammer on my piglet, i’d
Collect the seven dollars and i’d
Buy a big prosthetic forehead
And wear it on my real head

Everybody wants prosthetic
Foreheads on their real heads
Everybody wants prosthetic
Foreheads on their real heads

Throw the crib door wide
Let the people crawl inside
Someone in this town
Is trying to burn the playhouse down
They want to stop the ones who want
Prosthetic foreheads on their heads
But everybody wants prosthetic
Foreheads on their real heads

Throw the crib door wide
Let the people crawl inside
Someone in this town
Is trying to burn the foreheads down
They want to stop the ones who want
A rock to wind a string around
But everybody wants a rock
To wind a piece of string around

Uh-huh.

By Dr. Seuss


Now, the Star-Belly Sneetches-

Had bellies with stars.

The Plain-Belly Sneetches-Had none upon thars.

Those stars weren’t so big. They were really so small.

You might think such a thing wouldn’t matter at all.

But, because they had stars, all the Star-Belly Sneetches

Would brag, “We’re the best kind of Sneetch on the beaches.

With their snoots in the air, they would sniff and they’d snort

“We’ll have nothing to do with the Plain-Belly sort!”

And whenever they met some, when they were out walking,

They’d hike right on past them without even talking.

When the Star-Belly children went out to play ball,

Could a Plain- Belly get in the game…? Not at all.

You only could play if your bellies had stars

And the Plain-Belly children had none upon thars.

When the Star-Belly Sneetches had frankfurter roasts

Or picnics or parties or marshmallow toasts,

They never invited the Plain-Belly Sneetches.

They left them out cold, in the dark of the beaches.

They kept them away. Never let them come near.

And that’s how they treated them year after year.

Then ONE day, seems…while the Plain-Belly Sneetches

Were moping and doping alone on the beaches,

Just sitting there wishing their bellies had stars…

A stranger zipped up in the strangest of cars!



“My friends,” he announced in a voice clear and keen,

“My name is Sylvester McMonkey McBean.

And I’ve heard of your troubles. I’ve heard you’re unhappy.

But I can fix that. I’m the Fix-it-Up Chappie.

I’ve come here to help you. I have what you need.

And my prices are low. And I work at great speed.

And my work is one hundred per cent guaranteed!



Then, quickly Sylvester McMonkey McBean

Put together a very peculiar machine.

And he said, “You want stars like a Star-Belly Sneetch…?

My friends, you can have them for three dollars each!”

“Just pay me your money and hop right aboard!”

So they clambered inside. Then the big machine roared

And it klonked. And it bonked. And it jerked. And it berked

And it bopped them about. But the thing really worked!

When the Plain-Belly Sneetches popped out, they had stars!

They actually did. They had stars upon thars!

Then they yelled at the ones who had stars at the start,

“We’re exactly like you! You can’t tell us apart.

We’re all just the same, now, you snooty old smarties!

And now we can go to your frankfurter parties.”

“Good grief!” groaned the ones who had stars at the first.

“We’re still the best Sneetches and they are the worst.

But, now, how in the world will we know,” they all frowned,

“If which kind is what, or the other way round?”

Then came McBean with a very sly wink.

And he said, “Things are not quite as bad as you think.

So you don’t know who’s who. That is perfectly true.

But come with me, friends. Do you know what I’ll do?

I’ll make you, again, the best Sneetches on beaches

And all it will cost you is ten dollars eaches.”

“Belly stars are no longer in style,” said McBean.

“What you need is a trip through my Star-off Machine.

This wondrous contraption will take off your stars

So you won’t look like Sneetches who have them on thars.”

And that handy machine Working very precisely

Removed all the stars from their tummies quite nicely.

Then, with snoots in the air, they paraded about

And they opened their beaks and they let out a shout,

“We know who is who! Now there isn’t a doubt.

The best kind of Sneetches are Sneetches without!”

Then, of course, those with stars all got frightfully mad.

To be wearing a star now was frightfully bad.

Then, of course, old Sylvester McMonkey McBean

Invited them into his star-off machine.

Then, of course from THEN on, as you probably guess,

Things really got into a horrible mess.

All the rest of that day, on those wild screaming beaches,

The fix-it-up Chappie kept fixing up Sneetches.

Off again! On Again! In again! Out again!

Through the machines they raced round and about again,

Changing their stars every minute or two.

They kept paying money. They kept running through

Until neither the Plain nor the Star-Bellies knew

Whether this one was that one…or that one was this one

Or which one was what one …or what one was who.

Then, when every last cent

Of their money was spent,

The Fix-it-Up Chappie packed up

And he went.

And he laughed as he drove

In his car up the beach,

“They never will learn.

No. You can’t teach a Sneetch!”

But McBean was quite wrong. I’m quite happy to say

That the Sneetches got really quite smart on that day,

The day they decided that Sneetches are Sneetches

And no kind of Sneetch is the best on the beaches

That day, all the Sneetches forgot about stars

And whether they had one, or not, upon thars.

"Disturbance At The Heron House" by R.E.M.

"They’re going wild," the call came in
At early morning pre-dawn, then
"The followers of chaos out of control
They’re numbering the monkeys
The monkeys and the monkeys,"
The followers of chaos out of control

"They’re meeting at the monument,"
The call came in the monument
To liberty and honor under the honor roll
"They’ve gathered up the cages the cages and courageous,"
The followers of chaos out of control

The call came in to Party Central
"Meeting of the green and simple,"
Try to tell us something we don’t know

"Disturbance at the Heron House"
A stampede at the monument
To liberty and honor under the honor roll
The gathering of grunts and greens
Cogs and grunts and hirelings
A meeting of a mean idea to hold
"When feeding time has come and gone
They’ll lose the heart and head for home
Try to tell us something we don’t know"

Everyone allowed, Everyone allowed

Ibal lahl arou-sah om-yah-lee
Yah al-bil kou-rou-dil menyaah

Is-bahl kou-tul - ham-mahn ou-saw
Ahl-bi yam-mil kaw-lil laah
Is-bahl ahl-bi im-mil mous-saw heenal - my-dil
Has-bi kaw-lahl arah-baw heena yas'a-lou-na il 'araw-til - eehl laah

Fis-'ahm mil kaw-waah-reeh yaah
Mi-'aa-nihl kou-laah- aah - leeh - aah
Ay-nah ou-saw kooh nahn min kah-rah-baw
Has-di khamf 'alah ay-nahl musam-meh il-lah tou-lihl kah-reeb

Has-dihl kou-toh ub-beehl ul-ou-saw
Wah oul-leel-arah-baw - wah oul-leel-arah-baw - wah oul-leel-
Yaa hub-bi al-mas-daw-nih ah-naay as-dee lil-kou-ral yaah
Mis-'aal bar'oun-nih
Ya 'es-ta-khal-lahl 'am-duh uhm-mee a-raah kah - yum-mi yam-mah
As-dee naa-bi yam-mah - al-kharou-si yam-ma

As-ta-wou lee il-lee yam-mah li-laah
Uk-rou 'ou-lee il-oh-daah daw-wah

Oul-lee ya ahl-bi?
Oul-lee ya um-mee?
Oul-lee ya sa-hib?

Ooh, favorite quotes! Love it! Here's a few of mine:

People demand freedom of speech as a compensation for the freedom of thought which they seldom use. - Søren Kierkegaard

Cynics regarded everybody as equally corrupt... Idealists regarded everybody as equally corrupt, except themselves. - Robert Anton Wilson

Real integrity is doing the right thing, knowing that nobody's going to know whether you did it or not. - Oprah Winfrey

It is the nature of ambition to make men liars and cheats, to hide the truth in their breasts, and show, like jugglers, another thing in their mouths, to cut all friendships and enmities to the measure of their own interest, and to make a good countenance without the help of good will. - Kenneth Tynan

It is not rejection itself that people fear, it is the possible consequences of rejection. Preparing to accept those consequences and viewing rejection as a learning experience that will bring you closer to success, will not only help you to conquer the fear of rejection, but help you to appreciate rejection itself. - Bo Bennett

I don't know the key to success, but the key to failure is to try to please everyone. -Bill Cosby

I argue very well. Ask any of my remaining friends. I can win an argument on any topic, against any opponent. People know this, and steer clear of me at parties. Often, as a sign of their great respect, they don't even invite me. - Dave Barry (lol)

He who establishes his argument by noise shows that his reason is weak. - Michel de Montaigne

At times to be silent is to lie. You will win because you have enough brute force. But you will not convince. For to convince you need to persuade. And in order to persuade you would need what you lack: Reason and Right. - Miguel de Unamuno

Once upon a time is how it always goes
But I’ll make it brief
What was started out with such excitement
Now I’d gladly end end with relief
In what now has become a familiar motif:

That nothing is good enough
For people like you
Who have to have someone take the fall
And something to sabotage--
Determined to lose it all

Critics at their worst could never criticize
The way that you do
No, there’s no one else, I find,
To undermine or dash a hope
Quite like you
And you do it so casually, too

Cause nothing is good enough
For people like you
Who have to have someone take the fall
And something to sabotage--
Determined to lose it all

Ladies and gentlemen--
Here’s exhibit a
Didn’t I try again?
And did the effort pay?
Wouldn’t a smarter man
Simply walk away?

It doesn’t really help that you can never say
What you’re looking for
But you’ll know it when you hear it,
Know it when you see it walk through the door
So you say--
So you’ve said many times before

But nothing is good enough
For people like you
Who have to have someone take the fall
And something to sabotage--
Determined to lose it all

"Us and Them" by Pink Floyd

Us and them
And after all we're only ordinary men.
Me and you.
God only knows it's noz what we would choose to do.

Forward he cried from the rear
and the front rank died.
And the general sat and the lines on the map
moved from side to side.

Black and blue
And who knows which is which and who is who.
Up and down.
But in the end it's only round and round.

Haven't you heard it's a battle of words
The poster bearer cried.
Listen son, said the man with the gun
There's room for you inside.

"I mean, they're not gunna kill ya, so if you give 'em a quick short,
sharp, shock, they won't do it again. Dig it? I mean he get off
lightly, 'cos I would've given him a thrashing - I only hit him once!
It was only a difference of opinion, but really...I mean good manners
don't cost nothing do they, eh?"

Down and out
It can't be helped but there's a lot of it about.
With, without.
And who'll deny it's what the fighting's all about?

Out of the way, it's a busy day
I've got things on my mind.
For the want of the price of tea and a slice
The old man died.

Dead Quote Olympics - The Hives

Can't make an omelette without breaking an egg
And I can't make a headache if I don't aim at the head
You had enough of their thoughts have your own
Then you wouldn't have to be such a clone
That just won't get you nowhere, you thought it would?

THE DEAD QUOTE OLYMPICS

This time you've really got something it's such a clever idea
But it doesn't mean it's good 'cause you found it at the library
Yes they were smart but they are dead
And you're repeating all that they said
You know it don't make you clever like you thought it would

THE DEAD QUOTE OLYMPICS

It's on!
You won!
I'm done!
You didn't read between the lines so it won't do you any good it's true
And that moment that you live for, it doesn't live for you
When weekends set standard and pace
We are all showered in books and berets
And that will just get us nowhere, who thought it would?

"You can't teach a Sneetch!"

I <3 Dr. Seuss

Good Pink Floyd post.

"Everybody's someone else's n*gger, I know you are so am I. I wasn't born with enough middle fingers, I don't need to choose a side." -MM

another absolutely fabulous Dr. Seuss story, one of my personal favorites:

http://www.geekteacher.net/lorax.html

And

The Butter Battle Book.

:: snif :: We could all learn a LOT from these two books!

you are too cool for words.

The same old story: We're the grass,
and they're the feet. We're hors d'oeuvres,
and they are teeth.

God gave them wings; us, pseudopods.
Gee, they are Porsches; we are streets.
They're the lovers; we're the sheets.

"I Am the Highway" - Audioslave

Pearls that swim the rift of me
Long and weary my road has been
I was lost in the cities
Alone in the hills
No sorrow I feel
For anything I feel yea

I am not your rolling wheels
I am a highway
I am not your carpet ride
I am the sky

Friends and liars
Don’t wait for me
Cause I’ll get on
All by myself
Put millions of miles
Under my heels
And still too close to you
I feel

I am not your rolling wheels
I am the highway
I am not your carpet ride
I am the sky
I am not your blowing wind
I am the sky here
I am not your automn moon
I am the night
The night

I am not your rolling wheels
I am the highway
I am not your carpet rag
I am the sky
I am not your blowing wind
I am the lightining
I am not your automon
I am the night


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