Bonehead Society II
Just when I think the world can't get stupider. Just when I think the world can't become even more vacuous -- it does. Where are we when people are being blown to ratshit in Iraq, and African victims of vicious tyrants are starving en masse, and we are listening to the pompous ramblings of a couple of well-past-their-due-date pop performers? I mean to ask, just who the fuck are Bono and Bob Geldof that they should actually have credence and people should be interested in their respective world views? Who are these so-so entertainers that they should presume, with oozing hubris that we should pay anything resembling attention to them? Truly, their grasp on global tragedy is about on a par with bonehead cultist Tom Cruise's pronouncements on psychiatry, chemical imbalances and postpartum depression.
At one level it is almost amusing, at another level, it is frighteningly disquieting. Let's haul out a bunch of tired old second string rockers and put on a big concert for Africa. Say, hasn't that already been done? Say, wasn't it already done and didn't make an iota of difference to the plight of that hideous continent's victims? Of course it was.
And, who is this Bono person that he should hang out with Popes and Prime Ministers and they should actually grant him audience? He is entitled to his views, no doubt. As much as Sean Penn is entitled to his views on Iranian politics, but I do not give a damn what he has to say because his opinion is of no more importance than my own, and arguably less well-founded. His opinions are irrelevant, as are those of Michael Moore, Bono and Bob, and dumbhead Tom, because they have absolutely no power to change anything. Those who call the genuine shots, rightly or wrongly, and all too often wrongly, do what they do. Always have, always will. The tragedy lies in the fact that people who should be granted credence, are accorded none because they are not pop-stars. They're not in the mass public's scope.
No, to have creds today, I guess you have to be an egocentric, pontificating international bore who makes vacuous pronouncements based on very little, and you will be guaranteed both ink and air-play. Just ask John Ralston Saul. He got the message, and now even those who truly have no idea who he is, think they know who he is.
At one level it is almost amusing, at another level, it is frighteningly disquieting. Let's haul out a bunch of tired old second string rockers and put on a big concert for Africa. Say, hasn't that already been done? Say, wasn't it already done and didn't make an iota of difference to the plight of that hideous continent's victims? Of course it was.
And, who is this Bono person that he should hang out with Popes and Prime Ministers and they should actually grant him audience? He is entitled to his views, no doubt. As much as Sean Penn is entitled to his views on Iranian politics, but I do not give a damn what he has to say because his opinion is of no more importance than my own, and arguably less well-founded. His opinions are irrelevant, as are those of Michael Moore, Bono and Bob, and dumbhead Tom, because they have absolutely no power to change anything. Those who call the genuine shots, rightly or wrongly, and all too often wrongly, do what they do. Always have, always will. The tragedy lies in the fact that people who should be granted credence, are accorded none because they are not pop-stars. They're not in the mass public's scope.
No, to have creds today, I guess you have to be an egocentric, pontificating international bore who makes vacuous pronouncements based on very little, and you will be guaranteed both ink and air-play. Just ask John Ralston Saul. He got the message, and now even those who truly have no idea who he is, think they know who he is.
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