Antone's Nightclub
When the War Planes Are in Our Own Skies
RECEIVED Mon., July 13, 2009
Dear Editor,
We are on the threshold of a depression like this world has never seen. The government is stealing trillions of dollars while a crusade is on to continue murdering in cold blood millions of men, women, and children at the hands of our own military. Where's the change? Where's the hope? We are a pathetic generation more concerned about white teeth than the blood running in the streets. We are responsible since we do nothing to stop it. Where are the outcries? Why are we not protesting the slaughter we are causing? We are grown men and women hypnotized by shiny objects and toys, sedated by fluoride, unconcerned about the enormous debt that has been placed on the shoulders of our children and grandchildren for generations to come.
Look up. When the war planes are in our own skies, when the bombs are falling on Sixth Street and Barton Springs, then will you give a damn? When the gestapo is at your door shuffling you off into an oven, then will you grow a pair and stand up for those you love? When they come for you, it will be too late to complain. I realize you don't have time to concern yourself with this, since we have the Michael Jackson story which must be run into the ground for the next month or two until some new media event grabs hold and here we go again. Let the guy rest in peace for God’s sake.
We are on the threshold of a depression like this world has never seen. The government is stealing trillions of dollars while a crusade is on to continue murdering in cold blood millions of men, women, and children at the hands of our own military. Where's the change? Where's the hope? We are a pathetic generation more concerned about white teeth than the blood running in the streets. We are responsible since we do nothing to stop it. Where are the outcries? Why are we not protesting the slaughter we are causing? We are grown men and women hypnotized by shiny objects and toys, sedated by fluoride, unconcerned about the enormous debt that has been placed on the shoulders of our children and grandchildren for generations to come.
Look up. When the war planes are in our own skies, when the bombs are falling on Sixth Street and Barton Springs, then will you give a damn? When the gestapo is at your door shuffling you off into an oven, then will you grow a pair and stand up for those you love? When they come for you, it will be too late to complain. I realize you don't have time to concern yourself with this, since we have the Michael Jackson story which must be run into the ground for the next month or two until some new media event grabs hold and here we go again. Let the guy rest in peace for God’s sake.
Mel Mason