Greed, selfishness, and the ruthlessness they promote are such a part of us that I wonder if we will ever move beyond the strong preying on the weak. For the species, maybe that works. But then what the hell do we put so much energy and effort into civilization for? To have fancier weapons, perhaps, and more efficient ways to lie and steal. Short of a major mutation, the only way the world will be better is if we force the issue. Maybe we can’t do it, but at this point, how much do we have to lose? – LLF
The Father’s Song
by Ewan MacColl
That’s another day gone by, son; close your eyes.
now the moon is chasing clouds across the sky.
go to sleep and have no fear son,
for your mom and dad are near son,
and the giant is just a shadow on the wall.
Go to sleep, and when you wake it will be light.
there’s no need to fear the darkness of the night.
it’s not like the dark you find son,
in the depths of some men’s minds son,
that defies the daily coming of the dawn.
Lie easy in your bed, and grow up strong.
you’ll be needing all your strength before too long.
for you’ll soon be on your way son,
fighting battles every day son,
with an enemy who thinks he owns the world.
Stop your crying now, let daddy dry your tears.
there’s no bogeyman to get you, never fear.
there’s no ogres, wicked witches,
only greedy sons of bitches,
who are waiting to exploit your life away.
Don’t you let them buy you out, or break your pride!
don’t you let yourself be used, then cast aside!
if you listen to their lying,
they will con you into dying,
and won’t even know that you were once alive.
No more talking now, it’s time to go to sleep.
there are answers to your questions, but they’ll keep.
go on asking while you grow son,
go on asking till you know, son.
and then send the answers ringing through the world!