Apr 23, 2006 23:27
I took this from T-Fem, but it's still good.
Today I come before you with a grave injustice. I received some disconcerting news last night that some of you may already know, but some of you may still be wallowing in ignorance as I have for all these years. Indeed, what I learned has rocked the very foundations of what I find myself capable of believing. Before I impart this knowledge on you, I must warn you that you will be horrified beyond recognizable speech or cognitive thought.
The appalling truth, my friends, is this: Twinkle Twinkle Little Star, Baa Baa Black Sheep, and the ABC’s are, in fact, all the same tune.
I know how you feel. I didn’t want to believe it either. In fact, I refused to believe it until I was shown beyond reasonable doubt the veracity of it all. See for yourself. If you don’t trust what you know to be true in your own head, have someone else sing one song while you sing another. They will inevitably match.
Now, what exactly does this mean? We all know this is monumentally critical news in some aspect, but why? Let me try to put into perspective for you the situation as I see it. We believe these songs are beneficial. We believe they help us learn or help us sleep. We believe that the uncorrupted and naïve soul of a child is a beacon of innocence.
We have been living a lie.
This is all an early form of control. The veil of a conspiracy was pulled over our eyes before we were even wise enough to realize it. This is an obvious attempt by the government to turn us all into sheep. Still don’t see it? As creativity appeared to be encouraged, we were taught songs that were, although superficially different, intrinsically the same. We have been programmed to have our wills bent in any direction as long as they are founded on one basic principle. We grew up with these songs, and we have a strong emotional attachment to them. Of course they’re childish. Of course they don’t make any sense. But you love them, right? There’s no reason not to teach them to your children. Well how does this sound: Of course the death penalty seems wrong, but you believe in justice, don’t you? You can’t protest. Of course you don’t like our president, but you believe in democracy, right? You can’t question him. Of course you have doubts about the war, but surely you believe in freedom? You can’t voice them. Justice - Democracy - Freedom. These are concepts that we have valued our entire lives. We grew up with them, and we have a strong emotional attachment to them; strong enough to blind us to the truth that they are not always the ideal, that they cannot always be served, that ignorantly chasing after them despite the costs deteriorates the very morals and principles that they were founded on.
We have been corrupted for as long as we can remember. We were educated by lies. We were peacefully whisked away to slumber by deception. We smiled and laughed as we surrendered our free will and our right to free speech before we even knew what these things were. The naïveté of a child has become an opportunity to control. The soul of a child has become a beacon of corruption. The innocence of a child has become nothing but a dream.