jakell wrote:Dogs dogs dogs..
Amusing use of the word 'real' here, and an opportunity for Wolves, Coyotes and Hyenas (etc) to make use of the 'no real dog' fallacy.
Dogs were created (by men) to be owned by humans. Their entire existence has been commodified. They are the embodiment of property ownership. "Growl! Woof! Woof! Stay the hail off-a mah propetai!"
And humans have been on the same road since civilization began as well. Genetic selection aimed at creating dumb worker bees and soldiers.
Dogs provide a good example of the dangers of "being owned." They are totally dependent on the current system, as they didn't evolve naturally from a natural environment. They emerged from a fake, human-created environment that isn't sustainable.
The lives of dogs: total solitude, total dependence, total parasitism, total frustration of their natural instincts.
All the barking in the world can't make this look attractive (to non-dogs).
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Carly Simon lyrics: "You belong to me"Carly Simon is the
popstar daughter of
Simon and Schuster publishing. That's how she got to be a mega-hit-singer despite having a range of less than one octave. Saxophone licks and much more vocally-talented backup singers are used to fill in the holes where her vocal range ought to be.
The lyrics of the soundtrack to this thread (You belong to me) were carefully selected for their pertinence. Remember, as one of the central families of American propaganda, the Simons can speak with the narrative voice of God (whom we all belong to). And Carly seems to be doing this in this song that is disguised to be read (by half-interested radio listeners) as the miserably words of a spurned lover - a common theme of pop earworms.
Why'd you tell me thisWere you looking for my reaction (She's warning the public to choose its words carefully when addressing its gods)
What do you need to knowDon't you know I'll always be your girl (You don't need knowledge because I'll always be your god - your superior.' Let me do the thinking,' she seems to be saying)
You don't have to prove to me You're beautiful to strangers (Forget any altruistic acts that are aimed at pleasing nobodies like yourself. These acts are meaningless to the gods. Just please me!)
I've got loving eyesOf my own (I am Big Brother. I can see everything you do. You can't escape my control.)
You belong to me! (repeated ad nauseum) (Repetition is the most common propaganda technique, especially when coupled with emotional transfer - like the way this song transfers the emotion of a spurned lover in order to reinforce cultural hegemony.)
soundtrack