“Are they really going out with T.?” (with apologies to Joe Jackson)
Social media’s one thing, & it bothers me less
But when I look at the news, that’s when my blood starts to boil
Is that the New York Times—gray
Lady that I used to know—?
It’s the Overton Window, or maybe just our cowardice…
Are they really going out with T.?
Are they really gonna kiss his ass tonight?
Are they really gonna make him news?
‘Cause they never would’ve bothered
In the days when reporters had jobs
I start out scrolling, & glance at all the stories on my feed
I’ve Al Jazeera & I kid myself I’m well-informed
Is that the Washington Post—no!
Tell me, not the Watergate champs--!
They say democracy dies in the dark
Well it’s dying now & no one minds
Are they really going out with T.?
Are they really gonna kiss his ass tonight?
Are they really gonna make him the star?
‘Cause they would’ve known better
In the days when reporters had jobs
But if poets’ words could count
There’s a tyrant who’d be Ozymandi-ass’d
‘Cause I’m sick & tired
You’re just a heel that the bosses think makes good copy
They only care about clicks
Hey, hey no way
Are they really gonna give us T.?
Are they really gonna dump democracy?
Are they really gonna pull the plug?
‘Cause we once were a people
Who cared about our liber-ty
Our liber-ty
Cared about our liberty (3x)
Cared about
🫧🐟.
"Mankind’s self-alienation has reached such a degree that it can experience its own destruction as an aesthetic pleasure of the first order."
- Walter Benjamin, Illuminations (via @EverySongIveEve)
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