The other night while I was cruising through YouTube I stumbled upon a post called “Fuck America.” I spent the next three hours watching videos, reading comments and educating myself on how the rest of the world feels about me and my country. To be honest, I didn’t think it was this bad. I was told that I am fat and lazy and stupid and uneducated. I have no culture and I am a homicidal, gun-toting maniac. I am too wealthy and too religious. I deserve to die a horrible death along with the rest of the citizenry in this miserable place.
I’m not going to pretend America is a superior place to anywhere else, but I’m also not going to call for the painful death of any people, no matter where they are from.
This whole experience was very eye-opening and sad for me 😦
I wanted to write about it. Make a song…
First I was going to collect sound-bites from what I saw and record them over music. Scrap that. Then I thought I would write one with lyrics. Not that either. I finally settled on an instrumental with a story. It’s a nightmare really, broken into parts:
Part 1: The March (death is coming)
Part 2: Hide and Seek (a new fear)
Part 3: The Attack (chaos and destruction)
Part 4: Retreat (too late)
Part 5: Endgame (all is lost)
DJ – Fall of the USA