Foolology
Never Again, Again, Again
The two words “never again” are the collective sin of commission by the world.
Credit: niod.ni
They are the two emptiest words in the English language. They mean nothing. Is it the number of dead that triggers this cry? Does it need to be?
- 6 000 000 (Holocaust),
- 7 500 000 (Holodomor/Ukraine),
- 3 000 000 (Cambodia),
- 3 000 000 (Bangladesh),
- 1 000 000 (Rwanda),
- and on and on and on?
If those examples are too distant, consider what is going on in Syria right now! Close to 500,000 citizens have been killed–men, women and children, some by the illegal and immoral use of the chemical sarin. Half the country–12 million–has been displaced. And it is not over.
It is April 8, 2018, and the chemical murders in Syria continues. Maybe never again will be kicked in later this week, probably not, especially since Russia and Iran want to keep it going.
Putting the expression–Never Again–in the drawer is not the answer. The will to act is.
The Greek chorus was an integral part of ancient Greek theatre, a group of three or four performers who looked alike and spoke all at the same time. Their part was to comment on what was being said and help the audience know what the characters in the play were thinking. The chorus usually sang, or spoke. We honor that tradition here
I close my eyes, only for a moment
And the moment's gone
All my dreams pass before my eyes, a curiosity
Dust in the wind
All they are is dust in the wind
And the moment's gone
All my dreams pass before my eyes, a curiosity
Dust in the wind
All they are is dust in the wind
The Greek chorus was an integral part of ancient Greek theatre, a group of three or four performers who looked alike and spoke all at the same time. Their part was to comment on what was being said and help the audience know what the characters in the play were thinking. The chorus usually sang, or spoke. We honor that tradition here
We'll be fighting in the streets
With our children at our feet
And the morals that they worship will be gone
And the men who spurred us on
Sit in judgement of all wrong
They decide and the shotgun sings the song
With our children at our feet
And the morals that they worship will be gone
And the men who spurred us on
Sit in judgement of all wrong
They decide and the shotgun sings the song
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Hello Pam, thanks for signing on and your gracious comment. A percussion piece could stand on its own, say something about stuckness, for example. Or it could illustrate a point as a Greek Chorus. If you see a post that needs a good Greek Chorus, that might work. Or we can pick a topic and collaborate. Either way, thanks for your contribution.
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