29 October, 2004 - "What me worry?"

I saw the film TEAM AMERICA WORLD POLICE, and I loved it..

I loved the soundtrack which had the entire audience laughing for the entirety of the film. Making fon of everything politically possible was enjoyable during this election year which has everyone at each others throats. It certianly was good for my stress level to just sit and luagh for a change. Besides I love silly humor... The lyrics still make me chuckle when I think of them.

"RONERY" By Kim Jong-Ill *CLICK*

I'm so ronery. So ronery. So
ronery and sadry arone. Dere's
no one, just me onry, sitting on
my rittle throne.

I wook rearry hard and make up
great plans. But nobody
listens, no one understands...
Seems that no one takes me
SER-RI-ROUS-REEEEEEEEE...
And so... I'm rone-ry... A rittle
rone-ry... Poor rittle me.

Dere's nobody I can rerate to.
Feel rike a bird in a cage. It's
kind of sirry...But not rearry...
Because it's firring my body
with rage!

I 'm the smartest most clever,
most physically fit but nobody
seems to rearize it.

When I change the world maybe
they'll notice meeeeeeeeee---
until then I'll just be
lonely...poor little me...
I'm so rone-ryyyyyy.

"America, Fuck Yeah!":

AMERICA F@#K YEAH!
America. America. America F@#k Yeah.
Comin' again to save the motherf@#king day, yeah.
America, f@#k yeah!

Freedom is the only way, yeah.
Terrorist your game is through
'cause now you have to answer to America, f@#k yeah.
So lick my butt and suck on my balls.
America, f@#k yeah.

What ya gonna do when we come fo' you now?
It's the dream that we all share, it's the hope for tomorrow.
F@#k yeah.

McDonalds, Wal-mart, the Gap, baseball, NFL, rock and roll, the internet, slavery, F@#k yeah, f@#k yeah.

Starbucks, Disneyworld, porno, valium, Reebok, fake tits, sushi, Taco Bell, rodeo, Bed
Bath and Beyond.

Liberty, waxed lips, the Alamo, Band-Aids, Christmas, immigrants, Popeye, Democrats, Republicans, sportsmanship, books.

"FREEDOM ISN'T FREE":

What would you do?
If you were asked to
give up your dreams
for freedom? What
would you do? If
asked to make the
ultimate sacrifice?

Would you think about
all them people, who
gave up everything
THEY had? Would you
think about all them
war vets, and would
you start to feel
bad?

Freedom isn't free.
It costs folks like
you and me and if we
don't all chip in,
we'll never pay that
bill. Freedom isn't
free. No, there's a
hefty f@#king fee.
And if you don't
throw in your buck o'
five, who will?

What would you do if
someone told you to
fight for freedom?
Would you answer the
call or run away like
a little p@#$y? Cause
the only reason that
you're here is folks
died for you in the
past. So may now it's
your turn to die
kickin' some a$$.

Freedom isn't free.
It costs folks like
you and me and if we
don't all chip in,
we'll never pay that
bill. Freedom isn't
free. No, there's a
hefty f@#king fee.
And if you don't
throw in your buck o'
five, who will?

If you don't throw in
your buck o five...
Who will? Ho, buck
o' five.

click this to see Eminem's music video "MOSH"

Thinking about that reminded me of Eminem who has been in the news with song and music video "MOSH" which is extremly critical of President Bush. Personally I have enjoyed his political cartoon style of msuic videos more than I do his music. Speaking of political cartons, I see Fahrenheit 9-11 in that fashion. Not as a strict documentary but more of a political cartoon video.

Here are the lyrics to Eminem's "MOSH":

I pledge allegiance to the flag of the United States of America
And to the Republic for which it stands
One nation under God
Indivisible
It feels so good to be back..

Scrutinize every word, memorize every line
I spit it once, refuel, reenergize, and rewind
I give sight to the blind, mind sight through the mind
I ostracize my right to express when I feel it's time
It's just all in your mind, what you interpret it as
I say to fight you take it as I�m gonna whip someone's ass
If you don't understand don't even bother to ask
A father who has grown up with a fatherless past
Who has blown up now to rap phenomenon that has
Or at least shows no difficulty multi task
And juggling both, perhaps mastered his craft slash
Entrepreneur who has held long too few more rap acts
Who has had a few obstacles thrown his way through the last half
Of his career typical manure moving past that
Mister kiss his ass crack, he's a class act
Rubber band man, yea he just snaps back

Come along, follow me as I lead through the darkness
As I provide just enough spark, that we need to proceed
Carry on, give me hope, give me strength,
Come with me, and I won't stear you wrong
Put your faith and your trust as I guide us through the fog
Till the light, at the end, of the tunnel, we gonna fight,
We gonna charge, we gonna stomp, we gonna march through the swamp
We gonna mosh through the marsh, take us right through the doors

To the people up top, on the side and the middle,
Come together, let's all bomb and swamp just a little
Just let it gradually build, from the front to the back
All you can see is a sea of people, some white and some black
Don't matter what color, all that matters is we gathered together
To celebrate for the same cause, no matter the weather
If it rains let it rain, yea the wetter the better
They ain't gonna stop us, they can't, we're stronger now more then ever,
They tell us no we say yea, they tell us stop we say go,
Rebel with a rebel yell, raise hell we gonna let em know
Stomp, push up, mush, fuck Bush, until they bring our troops home come on just . . .

Come along, follow me as I lead through the darkness
As I provide just enough spark, that we need to proceed
Carry on, give me hope, give me strength,
Come with me, and I won't stear you wrong
Put your faith and your trust as I guide us through the fog
Till the light, at the end, of the tunnel, we gonna fight,
We gonna charge, we gonna stomp, we gonna march through the swamp
We gonna mosh through the marsh, take us right through the doors, come on

Imagine it pouring, it's raining down on us,
Mosh pits outside the oval office
Someone's trying to tell us something, maybe this is God just saying
we're responsible for this monster, this coward, that we have empowered
This is Bin Laden, look at his head nodding,
How could we allow something like this, Without pumping our fist
Now this is our, final hour
Let me be the voice, and your strength, and your choice
Let me simplify the rhyme, just to amplify the noise
Try to amplify the times it, and multiply it by six
Teen million people are equal of this high pitch
Maybe we can reach Al Quaida through my speech
Let the President answer on high anarchy
Strap him with AK-47, let him go
Fight his own war, let him impress daddy that way
No more blood for oil, we got our own battles to fight on our soil
No more psychological warfare to trick us to think that we ain't loyal
If we don't serve our own country we're patronizing a hero
Look in his eyes, it's all lies, the stars and stripes
They've been swiped, washed out and wiped,
And Replaced with his own face, mosh now or die
If I get sniped tonight you'll know why, because I told you to fight

So come along, follow me as I lead through the darkness
As I provide just enough spark, that we need to proceed
Carry on, give me hope, give me strength,
Come with me, and I won't stear you wrong
Put your faith and your trust as I guide us through the fog
Till the light, at the end, of the tunnel, we gonna fight,
We gonna charge, we gonna stomp, we gonna march through the swamp
We gonna mosh through the marsh, take us right through the doors

[Eminem speaking angrily]
And as we proceed, to mosh through this desert storm, in these closing statements, if they should argue, let us beg to differ, as we set aside our differences, and assemble our own army, to disarm this weapon of mass destruction that we call our president, for the present, and mosh for the future of our next generation, to speak and be heard, Mr. President, Mr. Senator

Click the pic to view the entire film!

That is all for now..

PUBLIUS

"What Me Worry?"--Alfred E. Neuman

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