Friday, March 16, 2012

The Soundtrack of my Life "Vanilla Sex" by NOFX


What's going on in our political world today is scary. It's a bitchy and filled with people who want nothing more than to force their opinions on us - we should only be one way and all act the exact same. In high school we simply said "conformity" as adults we toss around rhetoric about national preservation and security - but it's still conformity, and why? Because if we're all the same, it's less scary... for most. 

Our forefathers worked hard to lay a foundation that we would be able to use as the base for the greatest nation ever know, but now it's just a joke - laws buried so we can see them, miss use of words so we think we're voting one way, but we're not at all. And all we do is feel helpless and watch from the sideline - and I'm talking about me - because what can I do? Who am I?

This song is an old favorite and there are many was it can be perverted and mangled to twist into what people want to hate, but it's rather simple. "Because what I do, is no one's business but me." 

"A man who stand for nothing will fall for anything." ~Malcolm X
Yes, we need to have people out there to protect us from rapists, thieves, murders (but are they?) - but no, that shouldn't include my private life, my private parts, my mind - Orson Welles would be proud. One step closer to making his words a reality, or are we already there and I'm just too naive to notice... 

don't ever take away from me my pornography
we obviously don't agree on what's obscene
I have the right to choose what I
want to see and read

don't try to take away from me
my right to privacy what I
do is no one's business but me

so stay in your missionary position
I hope that you get bored to death
there's no way I'm going thru life
having vanilla sex

the government's trying to get in
your bedroom you better lock your
door and close your shades because
there could be someone watching you today

why do you try to make things illegal
why do we have to be 21
are you afraid that people are having
too much fun
why do you care what I do in my bedroom
why do you want to know how I screw
it seems to me you've got nothing better to do

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