My next song is a parody of Mozart's concert aria "Voi avete un cor fedele." This is translated as, I know that you have a faithful heart.
This aphorism is likened to how I view politicians chaotically attempting to hold the threads of civility together during this corona-crisis. Little do they seem to know that corona is just a thin mask just barely concealing the much larger and much more important other issues that are threatening us with the complete collapse of society.
Although I touch on various topics in this song, I personally think that the most important is the negligence of the older generations in caring for the viability of the upcoming generation(s). The degradation of education due to corona restrictions and the mental damage imposed on youth is a key point. Ample research has been done showing enormous rates of stress in the age group 16-24. More than 50% of this age group is severely impacted mentally by the lockdowns and social restrictions. The closing of elementary schools has had such a negative impact on education, that researchers are afraid that no amount of extra funding will be able to make up for the lost time.
My message is not a nice one. I talk about fear and egotism being the drivers behind what I call mass hysteria. But the politicians need to hear this message. The Netherlands, as an example, is slamming down all resistance to their corona policies with water canons, attack dogs, and mounted police stampedes. While I might not be outside physically protesting, I am not afraid to speak out though song.
Politicians. Wake up. Stop the tunnel vision. Take care of the FUTURE.
Here is the translation
I know that you mean well.
That you probably mean well,
in relation to the financial relief packages
and the restrictions to combat corona.
But we do have some points to discuss
I'll start with the TOZO (*financial aid for independents)
We should have known.
All those crumbs? You pay them back, 2 times.
That's a kick in the back, yes a kick in the back after a year of complete shit.
And who's going to pay for the rest?
45 billion. Oh, I guess that will be the younger generations.
They can clean everything up for us.
Like the nitrogen crisis and climate change.
Now corona damage will be added to that.
Fear, egotism, liberalism overshooting it's bounds
and we won't accept death anymore.
No, no more kicking the can down the road.
We don't want to pay the bill when you all aren't here anymore.
So tell me more about that short-term strategy?
I know you mean well, probably mean well,
with all your attempts to battle corona,
including stoping groups from coming together.
But, we have some points to discuss.
What about health?
All of those corona-pounds. Mental damage
Collective insanity, that's where we are now.
Hurry up with vaccinations.
But don't dare to make them mandatory.
That goes against the fundamental right
of physical integrity.
I'm not livestock that needs to be approved,
so don't you dare.
Let those who work in culture, work.
And give us some perspective.
Don't put us in the last place again.
Stop breaking everything over and over.
And, the younger generations will be our leaders in 30 years,
so don't let them down.
Let them learn. In real life.
Because online education is worthless, yes, really worthless.
They need real contact.
I know that you mean well, probably mean well.
But what you're doing now is based on a short-term vision.
No, not again, not another lockdown.
Or news of other variants.
Get you head out of the sand.
There are other more pressing issues.
Like climate change!
But, we might already be too late.
So come on, stop looking away.
God and Love.
Not believing in God can sometimes be paired with not believing in love. Yet Eddie Izzard said something recently that stayed with me. I believe in humanity. In the belief in humanity is innately and perhaps unintentionally the belief in love. The interconnectedness of man, the invisible web that we just barely manage to grasp, even though we invented God to attempt to tune in to it; this is love. It’s as though our mobile communications network are a tangible attempt to make physical what we yearn for most deeply; the wholesomeness and loss of ego when connected to the divine.
Yes, I can speak of the divine without believing in God. I can speak of the divine, because music is the connection between ego and self, with self being the only part able to join with the human web. For some the divine could be accessed by standing on top of the Grand Canyon, seeing the world from the summit of Mount Everest, or perhaps viewing the earth from the ISS. My divine is felt, albeit very rarely, by intense musical experiences. When attained, as in that the ego is completely cast aside and the mental antennae are glowing with startling connections, the emotional and physical reaction of the mind and body is so overwhelming that you can come away from the experience trembling, whole and yet broken at once. The touch of the divine is an experience that is blazened on the hippocampus with a persistent permanence. This can only be described as love.
I cannot trust individuals in the realm of love. I can trust music. In music is the love of humanity.