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Try So Pure

28Dec07

Try this.

Try finding a song that makes you happy, so goddamned happy that even the fuckwits who selfishly push onto the subway car before everyone’s exited don’t irk. Try finding a song that exhilarates you so completely that even the morons who obliviously clog the sidewalks while ohmygodding into their cellphones don’t bother. Try finding a song that makes your good mood utterly impenetrable by the idiots who surround you with no awareness of their space, your space or outer space.

Find that song and don’t care whether it’s unhip or tired or ancient or trite or lame and play that fucker so loudly on your iPod that people around you can actually recognize the tune through your earphones and it’s so effective in obliterating the fuckeupedness infusing the world this week that you might actually start dancing down the street, knowing that in a few short minuteshoursdaysweeksmonthsyears you’ll be in the arms of someone you love and who loves you — even if it’s just for that moment — and you look at each other and they get you, they totally get you.

So pure.

So Pure
^{(Alanis Morissette, Supposed Former Infactuation Junkie)}

you from new york you are so relevant
you reduce me to cosmic tears
luminous more so than most anyone
unapologetically alive knot in my stomach
and lump in my throat
I love you when you dance when you freestyle in trance
so pure such an expression
supposed former infatuation junkie
I sink three pointers and you wax poetically
I love you when you dance when you freestyle in trance
so pure such an expression
let’s grease the wheel over tea
let’s discuss things in confidence
let’s be outspoken let’s be ridiculous
let’s solve the world’s problems
I love you when you dance when you freestyle in trance
so pure such an expression

(wow)

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1 bstewart23 on Dec 28th, 2007 said:

I guess I should maybe offer a sorta-kinda explanation for this post.

Jeffrey and I were reflecting today on the year just ending and the year ahead and, frankly, neither of us are overly optimistic about 2008, which is a pretty shitty way to start off the new year.

I mean, global politics are fucked, North American politics are fucked, ordinary consumers are fucked, people are dying — painfully, all over the world — for insanely unnecessary reasons, the global economy is really fucked — more than any of us can expect — due to the U.S. banking crisis, our workplaces and public services are becoming filled more than ever with incompetent fuckups and things look even more fucked as we hurl with frighteningly acceleration into a future with less hope, greater danger and a huger disparity between the rich and poor, the educated and deprived, the powerful-but-stupid and clever-but-meek.

When someone tells me they’ve recently been diagnosed with clinical depression all I can reply is “well, yes, you’re alive in the 21st century.”

And yet… we don’t give up because we can’t give up. We’re genetically programmed to keep going, to keep thinking and keep fucking and keep creating and keep destroying. And we’ll need every weapon in our arsenal to keep on… keeping on.

This is one of mine.

Let’s be outspoken, let’s be ridiculous, let’s solve the world’s problems.
2 tuckova on Dec 29th, 2007 said:

I don’t expect the people around me would recognize Eno/Cale’s “Lay My Love” no matter how loudly I played it, but it’s been in heavy rotation the last week anyway. For rather the same reason: The well-stocked arsenal includes a lot of hopeful music.
3 Sami on Dec 29th, 2007 said:

Huh.

Though yes.

I was born in 1980. My most vivid memories of primary school include watching footage of the Gulf War and studying it because it was Current Events. We moved on to the 90s, and in high school we learned that we live on a dying planet, that it’s our generation’s destiny to live with the consequences of the destruction wreaked on our environment by those who came before. Oh, and by the way, we’ll teach you about AIDS before you hit puberty, just to make sure you KNOW the world is frightening on the most intimate levels.

Not long before my twenty-first birthday, 9/11 happened and I, young and naive though I was, knew that the world had changed, and not for the better. Everything disintegrates. It’s continued since. The breakdown of the environment is becoming visible around me, we live in perpetual water shortage here, there’s a serial arsonist in an area prone to fire hazards, the ocean is becoming acidic, and on a personal level, I’ve been in constant pain for over a year.

Funnily enough, yeah, I’m clinically depressed.
4 Samantha on Jan 2nd, 2008 said:

Long time reader, etc. I’m Samantha, 23, from Florida. I think you’re witty, perceptive, and have a gift.. you talk about things that are important, and you want to show others how they can become better people for a better world.

I am a recovering agoraphobic, and I’d love to have some hope that the world I’m venturing out into is at least attempting to heal itself. Thanks for helping.

Also: You have the good sense to love this song! It’s a powerful one for me as well, and what could be better than Dash Mihok dancing?! Hot.
Happy new year,
Samantha