Wednesday, May 6, 2009

This Machine Kills Fascists

This Machine Kills Fascists

The reason my hair is long, my beard is unkempt, and Im out all hours of the night is not because of what I am but what I am not.

Defining ones self can be a tedious, unrelenting task. I always get a kick out of someone who takes one look at another and knows exactly who and what they are without a single word spoken. Dont get me wrong, I am so very thankful for all of these characteristic know-it-alls. These are the people who provide us the freedom it takes to do whatever it is we do. Without these pompous animals summing us up in a word, we could never really know the people who love us for all our many layers.

I was sitting in an office the other day while this man, that appeared to be in his sixties, kept eyeballing me. I found the situation odd, but not quite as odd as the bushel of nose hair extending from his beak. I could tell he did not agree with my wardrobe nor did he appreciate my full head of hair. His sneers were sharp but brittle. Not for one instance did he stop to think that maybe I didnt agree with his appearance. He just sat there knowing that his way was the correct and only way of civilized society.

A few minutes later a mutual acquaintance of both mine and his, entered the room. Surprisingly enough, I was introduced to this man. As he shook my hand, he looked me straight in the eyes and asked if I had been hiding out. I guess he meant in a cave or underground bunker. I smiled, completed the handshake, and told him how much I admired him for growing his nose hairs long.

I overheard the man ask who I was as the two walked away. The reply was,Oh, hes a songwriter!?

There are times where we should all remind ourselves why the Hitler regimes all seem to fail. Maybe they fail for the mere fact that beauty is color and diversity is the heart of the human soul. Whatever the reason, history has proven time again that conformity only leads to the destruction of the source.

Let us keep our minds open to the fact that we all have just this one life. May we all allow one another the freedom to enjoy it......just this once.


“Society exists only as a mental concept; in the real world there are only individuals.”
--Oscar Wilde