Listening to this song really makes me feel all god damned warm and fuzzy inside.
So this song is fun to listen to. Then you watch the music video and you realize it’s both fun to listen to and watch (depending on your personal beliefs).
When did we become so complacent? What happened to the people that took up arms and fought the Nazis? The people that stood up for racial segregation? More importantly, when did they get replaced with the people who simply say “Oh my God that’s terrible” and go back to eating their dinners when they hear of the Rwandan Genocide?
When the hell did we give up? Is it the fluoride in our water? Perhaps the food we eat? The toxic air? No, it’s none of that. We just simply don’t care. We’re too busy. We’re too concerned, or perhaps distracted, with all sorts of gossip and inane things. We’re bombarded daily with all sorts of things we don’t need to care about, yet we do care about them. We care about who married who, or who wore what dress, or who the new pope is going to be. Yet we don’t care about global climate change, the destruction of our rain forests, or the concerning increase of racial tensions abroad and at home.
The worst part isn’t that we aren’t aware of it. We know that it’s happening. We know that the world is getting warmer. We know that the ocean is calcifying. We know that gasoline and coal aren’t clean. We know all of this yet we don’t do anything about it.
Why is that? Why is it that no one is scared that in the past 100 years our earth has gotten 1.5 degrees Fahrenheit warmer? Why is no one concerned that temperature fluctuations have caused the rains in Australia to move south, causing wide spread droughts since south of Australia is open ocean. Why is no one concerned that we’ve had 10 of the warmest years on record have occurred since 1995, and seven of those years occurred in the last decade?
Do you know why? It’s because no one’s angry. Humanity, as a whole, has decided they’re more concerned with the little things. That they’d rather get mad about banks stealing their money. That they’d rather get mad over healthcare, foreign wars, and the national debt. That they’d rather be angry other things, but not the thing. They don’t want to get angry at the world. Is it because we think it won’t happen? Are we so arrogant to even think that we, are indestructible? Do you know what the Chamber of Commerce said when they were asked about the threat of global warming. ”We’ll adapt agriculturally, economics … physiologically.” At what point do we say “I’m done with this. I’m sick and tired of waiting. I’m sick and tired of watching people argue about everything else and treat it as if it is a major issue when none of them seem to regard the livelihood of our planet as one.”
So the question remains: At what point do we react? When is our Pearl Harbour? Who is our Rosa Parks? Our Paul Rusesabagina? Who will stand up and say “We need to act now, whether or not the rest of you like it?” We have to want for a change before any change can happen, and how many of us want to wait and see what happens? How many of us want to see what happens when Amsterdam is swallowed by the ocean and knee-deep water is a common thing in New York and Copenhagen? How many of us want to wait till the coral reefs dissolve and we have systemic ecological collapse from the above up? Since we’re at the top of that system, and as the saying goes, “It’s a long ways down.”
Ghosts of the Past - Decayed Daguerreotypes from the Matthew Brady Studio, 1844-1860
Daguerreotype portraits were made by the model posing (often with head fixed in place with a clamp to keep it still the few minutes required) before an exposed light-sensitive silvered copper plate, which was then developed by mercury fumes and fixed with salts. This fixing however was far from permanent – like the people they captured the images too were subject to change and decay. They were extremely sensitive to scratches, dust, hair, etc, and particularly the rubbing of the glass cover if the glue holding it in place deteriorated. As well as rubbing, the glass itself can also deteriorate and bubbles of solvent explode upon the image. The daguerreotypes below are from the studio of Matthew Brady, one of the most celebrated 19th century American photographers, best known for his portraits of celebrities and his documentation of the American Civil War which earned him the title of “father of photojournalism”. The Library of Congress received the majority of the Brady daguerreotypes as a gift from the Army War College in 1920.
My gift to everyone this Holiday Season.
People really don’t appreciate Julian Casablanca’s genius.