sentiments, ramblings and illuminations for the mental emolument of the hoi polloi
Saturday, March 28, 2009
Everyone Can Be Great, Because Everyone Can Serve
Dr. Martin Luther King Jr. says it best
"Whoever wants to be great must become a servant. Whoever wants to be first among you must be your slave. That is what the Son of Man has done: He came to serve, not to be served—and then to give away his life in exchange for many who are held hostage."
The Submarines' song You, Me and the Bourgeoisie is now featured in all iPhone 3G commercials. Catchy tune, interesting lyrics....whaddya think?
Here I am with all the pleasures of the first world Laid out for me who am I to breakdown?
Everyday I wake up, I choose Love I choose Light And I try, it's too easy just to fall apart
Oh my baby don't be so distressed Were done with politesse It's time to be so brutally honest about The way we know we long for something fine When we pine for higher ceilings And bourgeois happy feelings
And here we are in the center of the first world It's laid out for us, who are we to break down?
Everyday we wake up We choose Love We choose light And we try, it's too easy just to fall apart
Plastic Bottles Imported Water Cars we drive wherever we want to Clothes we buy it's sweatshop labor Drugs from corporate enablers We're not living the Good life Unless we're fighting the Good fight You and Me just trying to get it right
In the center of the first world It's laid out for us, who are we to break down?
Everyday we wake up We choose Love We choose light And we try, it's too easy just to fall apart
Love can free us from all excess From our deepest debts Cause when our hearts are full we need much less
Yea i know we long for something fine When we pine for higher ceilings And bourgeois happy feelings
But Here we are in the center of the first world It's laid out for us, who are we to break down?
Here we are in the center of the first world It's laid out for us, who are we to break down?
Everyday we wake up We choose Love We choose light And we try, it's too easy just to fall apart
Everyday we wake up We choose Love We choose light And we try, it's too easy just to fall apart
Students were asked to draw a picture of what their parent(s) did for a job. This was one young girls drawing, which she turned in to the teacher. Here's the reply the teacher received the following day:
Dear Mrs. "Jones",
I wish to clarify that I am not now, nor have I ever been, an exotic dancer. I work at Home Depot and I told my daughter how hectic it was last week before the blizzard hit. I told her we sold out every single shovel we had, and then I found one more in the back room, and that several people were fighting over who would get it. Her picture doesn't show me dancing around a pole. It's supposed to depict me selling the last snow shovel we had at Home Depot. From now on I will remember to check her homework more thoroughly before she turns it in.
