And They All Look Just the Same

The Rule of the Vultures
By Siv O’Neall, Dec 26, 2007, 13:36

A net of lies has been spun over our heads and it’s been glued over the earth like a heavy fog. It makes it impossible to see through it to the real world that is out there somewhere. We are blindly walking around in the mist breathing in the poison that is belching out of our loudspeakers, feeding us the steady diet of fear and hatred for the other, making us see what’s around us in black and white, draining all things of the colors that make for beauty and compassion.

Far above our heads the vultures are circling, ready to pounce on their prey whenever they see someone weak and helpless. The vultures are devoid of any sort of feeling, in the same way the roaring noise around our heads is constantly centered on making us immune to the needs of the other, making us deaf to the cries of despair from the suffering people and blind to the destruction wrought upon the worthy goals and efforts that once filled their lives.

The vultures are running the world and their rule has only one purpose, making sure that the people are deaf and blind. That they are ignorant of the injustice and inequality that are the centerpieces of world domination. That they are ignorant of the rights they have been deprived of. That they are ignorant of the fairy land of beauty and love which used to be theirs.

The people have no rights and no goals. They are just forced to listen to the ceaseless noise that reshapes their views of what is of any value on this earth, the inanities that fill our ears with roaring noise, making us believe that white is good and black is bad. That buying is good but being on the dole is bad. That the West is good and the East is bad. That Christians are good but Moslems are bad. That wealth should be praised but poverty should be punished.

The vultures keep their counsels and they all approve of the basic principles. Invading and destroying a country is good if the people don’t do the bidding of the Big Vulture. Buying up countries that can be made to support the Big Vulture is praiseworthy. Even if it means that it harms the lives of the ignorant people at home who have to pay out the millions and billions to the client nations. Ruining countries that have riches that the vultures want to get their claws on is good, as long as those countries are defenseless and can’t fight back.

The vultures use their force to control us, to make our lives empty save for the fear and hatred that fit their objectives. Once the world is filled with robots, leader robots and follower robots, it will be much easier to control. Robots don’t rebel.

LITTLE BOXES

Little boxes on the hillside,
Little boxes made of ticky tacky,
Little boxes on the hillside,
Little boxes all the same.
There’s a green one and a pink one
And a blue one and a yellow one,
And they’re all made out of ticky tacky
And they all look just the same.

And the people in the houses
All went to the university,
Where they were put in boxes
And they came out all the same,
And there’s doctors and lawyers,
And business executives,
And they’re all made out of ticky tacky
And they all look just the same.

And they all play on the golf course
And drink their martinis dry,
And they all have pretty children
And the children go to school,
And the children go to summer camp
And then to the university,
Where they are put in boxes
And they come out all the same.

And the boys go into business
And marry and raise a family
In boxes made of ticky tacky
And they all look just the same.
There’s a green one and a pink one
And a blue one and a yellow one,
And they’re all made out of ticky tacky
And they all look just the same.

(words and music by Malvina Reynolds, 1962 – click here for more information)

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