Rats
Riots in London, whatever’s next, the collapse of all the worlds banks …um… newspapers closed down because of untoward practices …um… actually I can’t come up with much else, it does rather seem like society/the world is tearing itself to pieces and I’m not sure anyone has really noticed.
Is there an end in site? Well seemingly no, the banks keep trying to drop interest rates and inflation is going up very slowly but the wage rises people have been getting over the last few years are hardly comparable to cost-of-living, the USA has just asked for an extension so as not to have to declare itself bankrupt and the job market is quiet (understatement alert)! Where is it all going to end up?
Well I’m guessing that a Star Trek like utopia where people have no need of money and everyone lives in peace and harmony is unlikely, so too is the possibility that we will all head off out in to space and create a new society on a far off planet, if anything we seem to be running quite closely in parallel to Asimov’s Foundation stories where the Galactic Empire falls to pieces and due to one man’s forethought and insight they have plans in place to rebuild society in a matter of hundreds instead of tens of thousands of years.
Unfortunately we have no such, much needed, “profit” of planetary salvation. My suspicion would be that things are going to get (much) worse before they get better and that the “Superpowers”, e.g. USA, UK, France, Germany, etc. will suddenly no longer be quite the Superpowers they once were. China has done a lot to make itself a world leader in production of just about anything, surely that should worry the American government but of course they are too busy worrying about their own stuttering economy to bother about what’s going on outside.
Anyway, I’ve had enough of the whole thing and have decided I’m going to emigrate…to Jupiter…and live with the Jupitonians, they are like more attractive versions of the Amazonians if you’re wondering. Because I am unusually built for a male living on Jupiter (less feet and extra sensory appendages) they are going to idolise me and appoint me as their ruler. I will live happily ever after as King of Jupiter and see the rest of you losers later when you have discovered the power of intergalactic flight!
Rats by Pearl Jam
They don't eat, don't sleep, They don't feed, they don't seethe, Bare their gums when they moan and squeak, Lick the dirt off a larger one's feet, They don't push, don't crowd, Congregate until they're much too loud, Fuck to procreate till they are dead, Drink the blood of their so called best friend They don't scurry when something bigger comes their way, Don't pack themselves together and run as one, Don't shit where they're not supposed to, Don't take what's not theirs, they don't compare They don't scam, don't fight, Don't oppress an equals given rights, Starve the poor so they can be well fed, Line their holes with the dead ones bread They don't scurry when something bigger comes their way, Don't pack themselves together and run as one, Don't shit where they're not supposed to, Don't take what's not theirs, they don't compare... They don't scurry when something bigger comes their way, Don't pack themselves together and run as one, Don't shit where they're not supposed to, Don't take what's not theirs They don't compare Rats...They don't compare, Rats...They don't compare, Ben, the two of us need look no more, Ben, the two of us need look no more, Ben, the two of us need look no more, Ben, the two of us need look no more...
