Because of the ridiculous rules and regulations that our society has set on everyone, kids these days aren't having their hopes and dreams catered to, they're being throttled by the system into being 'acceptable' human beings. And it's just bullshit. I've seen the extent of our educational trickery first hand, when I was off in year 9 and the Educational Welfare Officer came round my house, and said that if I wasn't in school within the next week, we'd be taken to court. Of course, my parents and I pretty much said 'Fuck you' to her, and we didn't go to court.
I keep saying the word system, but I don't care. The system is built on blackmail and threats, when it should be built on hopes for the future. Our generation are the future of the human race, and the way we're going it'll become another generation fuelled by war and hatred, and the government isn't going to do anything about it. The schools and institutions only care about grades and league ratings, and I guess if you count that as a measurement for success, then we're doing really well. But at what cost? Kids are being moulded into soulless, mindless drones just working and sleeping, working and sleeping, until the day they die. And they can't do anything about it because most of them are already too mindless to see what is being done to them!
More people need to become aware of what our government is doing to us kids, so we can make a difference. Think about it, if kids actually rose up and challenged the system, we could get something changed. If the government ignored the demands of the people actually in the educational tunnel, then everyone would be aware and everything would change. So it's a win-win if we rise up. The government responds, we get a better education and better lives. We get ignored, adults respond and hopefully change things. It needs to be done, and I am going to do my hardest to get this message out.
Sunday, 20 May 2012
Saturday, 12 May 2012
I'm gonna get this out of the way early.
This is going to sound extremely pretentious, but Enter Shikari have pretty much changed my life. Maybe not in a very noticeable way, but my outlook on pretty much everything has been changed drastically. They've opened my eyes to the state our society is in, and how fragile our economy, our government, our world is.
My friends, if they ever read this, will mock me for this post, I know they will, but I don't really care, because I just need to say what I'm about to write. I used to absolutely hate Shikari, back in 2006 or something when my friend had their demos and I said 'The singer can't sing and he uses the crappy emo scream'. I hated the electronics, I hated Rou's vocals, I hated the guitar and everything. Then, one day in 2010, my brother came home from uni, sat on my bed and said 'Enter Shikari are really good'. I mocked him and laughed at this ridiculous statement, and thought nothing of it. Then we were going to Matalan or something and he brought Take to the Skies in the car. I didn't really enjoy much of it, till mum went into the shop on her own and it was just me and Jon. He put on the end of Enter Shikari and Interlude 2, saying stuff like 'This "Standing like Statues" theme recurs through the whole album', and stuff like that. I still was being a stubborn little arsehole, until he put on OK, Time for Plan B, and at first I thought 'Yeah yeah, same old Shitkari', but then the bridge came on, and I remember looking up a bit, then the breakdown hit and Jon had put the bass on the car's speakers as high as they could go (and subsequently broke them). I was pretty much blown away by how mental it was, and then when Closing came on and the recurring lyrics hit home, I was taken aback at how well thought out the album actually was. Still, mum then came back and I still said that the band were shit.
It was only in about November 2010, when Jon was back at uni, that I kept catching myself humming the synth of OK, Time for Plan B and the chorus of Sorry, You're Not a Winner. I did what I never thought I'd do and bought Plan B on iTunes, and listened to it properly. Safe to say I was fucking hooked. I loved every part of the song, and my outlook on the band changed significantly. I waited and waited, just listening to that one song till Jon came back from uni for Christmas, and he brought TTTS. I put it onto my iTunes and remember listening to it on my paper round. There were a few songs I really hated at the time (No Sssweat springs to mind), but others I loved and I was pretty glad I'd discovered a decent band. I still hated Common Dreads and Destabilise when Jon showed me it; I thought it just sounded like Who Wants to be a Millionaire. I said that they were too focused on the electronics and weren't heavy enough. This was all until I was just scanning the iTunes store one day and I came across Zzzonked, and listened to the 30 second preview of it and I was rather impressed, to say the least. I bought it and like Plan B listened to it for hours on end until Jon came back with Common Dreads and whacked it on my iTunes. The bit, the bit in Solidarity changed my outlook of Common Dreads, because I realised it was just as good as Take to the Skies. So by then I considered myself a fan of Shikari, though I didn't listen to the message of their songs.
It was only when Quelle Surprise was released and Jon went to an intimate gig (ONE WEEK BEFORE MY SIXTEENTH BIRTHDAY) that I actually listened to the band. I was suddenly in tune with their message, their values, and my respect for them, and for Rou in particular, sky rocketed. They became my favourite band, and I became slightly obsessed, and still am now I guess.
My first proper gig was for Enter Shikari, and that was on the 23rd March 2012. I will never forget it, I know I won't. It was by far the best night of my life, despite almost passing out twice. It struck a chord with me, their energy, their lyrics, their ideals, they all just made so much sense. And the first of the encore songs - Return to Energiser with a reworked dubsteppy bridge and amazing acoustic outro, I can't even describe it, it was just unbelievable. The passion in Rou's voice, how everyone went silent when his acoustic came in, then suddenly sang along when they realised what was going on, it changed me. Actually changed me.
Now, because of Enter Shikari, I've got goals and aspirations in life. I want to change this society, help build a new community that doesn't focus on money but on unity and real issues. When I meet them I don't know what I'll say to them. I'll probably be a blabbering wreck, but I don't care. I'll tell them how much they've changed my life, and how much they mean to me, and it will be glorious.
My friends, if they ever read this, will mock me for this post, I know they will, but I don't really care, because I just need to say what I'm about to write. I used to absolutely hate Shikari, back in 2006 or something when my friend had their demos and I said 'The singer can't sing and he uses the crappy emo scream'. I hated the electronics, I hated Rou's vocals, I hated the guitar and everything. Then, one day in 2010, my brother came home from uni, sat on my bed and said 'Enter Shikari are really good'. I mocked him and laughed at this ridiculous statement, and thought nothing of it. Then we were going to Matalan or something and he brought Take to the Skies in the car. I didn't really enjoy much of it, till mum went into the shop on her own and it was just me and Jon. He put on the end of Enter Shikari and Interlude 2, saying stuff like 'This "Standing like Statues" theme recurs through the whole album', and stuff like that. I still was being a stubborn little arsehole, until he put on OK, Time for Plan B, and at first I thought 'Yeah yeah, same old Shitkari', but then the bridge came on, and I remember looking up a bit, then the breakdown hit and Jon had put the bass on the car's speakers as high as they could go (and subsequently broke them). I was pretty much blown away by how mental it was, and then when Closing came on and the recurring lyrics hit home, I was taken aback at how well thought out the album actually was. Still, mum then came back and I still said that the band were shit.
It was only in about November 2010, when Jon was back at uni, that I kept catching myself humming the synth of OK, Time for Plan B and the chorus of Sorry, You're Not a Winner. I did what I never thought I'd do and bought Plan B on iTunes, and listened to it properly. Safe to say I was fucking hooked. I loved every part of the song, and my outlook on the band changed significantly. I waited and waited, just listening to that one song till Jon came back from uni for Christmas, and he brought TTTS. I put it onto my iTunes and remember listening to it on my paper round. There were a few songs I really hated at the time (No Sssweat springs to mind), but others I loved and I was pretty glad I'd discovered a decent band. I still hated Common Dreads and Destabilise when Jon showed me it; I thought it just sounded like Who Wants to be a Millionaire. I said that they were too focused on the electronics and weren't heavy enough. This was all until I was just scanning the iTunes store one day and I came across Zzzonked, and listened to the 30 second preview of it and I was rather impressed, to say the least. I bought it and like Plan B listened to it for hours on end until Jon came back with Common Dreads and whacked it on my iTunes. The bit, the bit in Solidarity changed my outlook of Common Dreads, because I realised it was just as good as Take to the Skies. So by then I considered myself a fan of Shikari, though I didn't listen to the message of their songs.
It was only when Quelle Surprise was released and Jon went to an intimate gig (ONE WEEK BEFORE MY SIXTEENTH BIRTHDAY) that I actually listened to the band. I was suddenly in tune with their message, their values, and my respect for them, and for Rou in particular, sky rocketed. They became my favourite band, and I became slightly obsessed, and still am now I guess.
My first proper gig was for Enter Shikari, and that was on the 23rd March 2012. I will never forget it, I know I won't. It was by far the best night of my life, despite almost passing out twice. It struck a chord with me, their energy, their lyrics, their ideals, they all just made so much sense. And the first of the encore songs - Return to Energiser with a reworked dubsteppy bridge and amazing acoustic outro, I can't even describe it, it was just unbelievable. The passion in Rou's voice, how everyone went silent when his acoustic came in, then suddenly sang along when they realised what was going on, it changed me. Actually changed me.
Now, because of Enter Shikari, I've got goals and aspirations in life. I want to change this society, help build a new community that doesn't focus on money but on unity and real issues. When I meet them I don't know what I'll say to them. I'll probably be a blabbering wreck, but I don't care. I'll tell them how much they've changed my life, and how much they mean to me, and it will be glorious.
Wednesday, 9 May 2012
This blog is fucking old man.
Rebooting this blog because I might actually have decent things to write about now, unlike last time where I wrote about my 'problems' and my shitty internet connection. What's really fucking weird is how different I was back then - I didn't even like Enter Shikari for Christ's sake. I'm not gonna delete the old posts because I completely forgot I even had this blog and I want to keep them for passers by, so they can laugh at how hilarious my existence was. I had no idea about the world around me back then, and, for better or worse, I'm finally getting to grips with what the world has in store for me over these coming years.
I feel as if I actually have a goal in life, some values. I haven't ever actually felt like I wanted to do something with my life until now, I always just though 'Oh yeah, fuck it, life'll catch up with me soon, I don't have to do anything.' But I do have to do something, and it's only take seventeen years to realise anyone can make a difference in this world, and that's exactly what I plan to do. Nobody will ever read this but Tumblr is too social to actually write what I want to write. Occasionally people might stumble across this blog trying to find the old one that I will not talk about, because I was an ignorant fourteen year old who didn't realise how much of a bellend I was being.
What I've realised over the past couple of days (I've been ill, you see, and I think a lot when I'm ill) is that we as a society are being force-fed hatred towards a populace, a 'race' of people we know shit all about. The war in Afghanistan is and always will be a waste of money, resources, and lives. I have a friend who is very pro-war, and although I won't name any names, anyone I know reading this will know who I'm talking about. Now I'm not going to attack his beliefs, but I will say that I disagree almost entirely with his ideas of war. People who say 'We're in Afghanistan till the job gets done' have no clue. What the fuck is 'the job'? Eradicating a group of people who serve as no immediate threat to our society? Completely destabilising the economies of various middle-eastern countries for the sake of profit and appeasing our 'friends'? It's all bullshit. Too many people have died for a cause that is so vague and corrupted already, and that number is only going to rise. The media and the government, however, have a way of moulding the news of these deaths into fuel for more hatred. I'm not saying the Taliban and of Al-Qaeda haven't done anything wrong, of course the destruction of the Twin Towers etc. have been awful acts of terrorism, but the way the media blinds us with these stories of how the Muslims are always out to get us sickens me. We're being spoon-fed mouthfuls of anger and contempt for a people who are most likely being fed the same lies about us. Only when the conflict stops, and peace resumes, can we actually continue to evolve as a species. We're on a very slippery slope at the moment, and if we're not careful we'll end up completely destroying our own race, our own species.
If you do know me and are reading this, talk to me on this and not through facebook or whatever. I'd like to keep these thoughts and ramblings to this blog only, and won't respond to any other shit.
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I feel as if I actually have a goal in life, some values. I haven't ever actually felt like I wanted to do something with my life until now, I always just though 'Oh yeah, fuck it, life'll catch up with me soon, I don't have to do anything.' But I do have to do something, and it's only take seventeen years to realise anyone can make a difference in this world, and that's exactly what I plan to do. Nobody will ever read this but Tumblr is too social to actually write what I want to write. Occasionally people might stumble across this blog trying to find the old one that I will not talk about, because I was an ignorant fourteen year old who didn't realise how much of a bellend I was being.
What I've realised over the past couple of days (I've been ill, you see, and I think a lot when I'm ill) is that we as a society are being force-fed hatred towards a populace, a 'race' of people we know shit all about. The war in Afghanistan is and always will be a waste of money, resources, and lives. I have a friend who is very pro-war, and although I won't name any names, anyone I know reading this will know who I'm talking about. Now I'm not going to attack his beliefs, but I will say that I disagree almost entirely with his ideas of war. People who say 'We're in Afghanistan till the job gets done' have no clue. What the fuck is 'the job'? Eradicating a group of people who serve as no immediate threat to our society? Completely destabilising the economies of various middle-eastern countries for the sake of profit and appeasing our 'friends'? It's all bullshit. Too many people have died for a cause that is so vague and corrupted already, and that number is only going to rise. The media and the government, however, have a way of moulding the news of these deaths into fuel for more hatred. I'm not saying the Taliban and of Al-Qaeda haven't done anything wrong, of course the destruction of the Twin Towers etc. have been awful acts of terrorism, but the way the media blinds us with these stories of how the Muslims are always out to get us sickens me. We're being spoon-fed mouthfuls of anger and contempt for a people who are most likely being fed the same lies about us. Only when the conflict stops, and peace resumes, can we actually continue to evolve as a species. We're on a very slippery slope at the moment, and if we're not careful we'll end up completely destroying our own race, our own species.
If you do know me and are reading this, talk to me on this and not through facebook or whatever. I'd like to keep these thoughts and ramblings to this blog only, and won't respond to any other shit.
While we're speaking of facebook and all that jazz,
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