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This stems from a discussion with a friend last night about using music as a personal soundtrack. We've decided to do a current events case study (ok, we were drunk and the idea sounded great at that moment) using the theory that people will be more likely to quote a movie or a song rather than themselves when asked for a quote on a specific subject. Following? Good.

We need you to be our subject matters. Give us the current event (war, terrorism, elections, snipers, reality tv, etc.) that interests you most and a quote from either a movie or a song that you would use to either further or support your views. Use the comments. And then maybe I will do something interesting with the results. Depending on how interesting the results are.

And now, we are off to spend the day outside with the cameras. A new photo essay is long overdue and it's an absolutey gorgeous day outside.

Posted by on October 27, 2002 10:41 AM | Permalink

Comments

bad boys bad boys
whatcha gonna do
whatcha gonna do
when they come for you

Posted by: hoopty | October 27, 2002 10:49 AM

The dream police, they live inside of my head.
The dream police, they come to me in my bed.
The dream police, they're coming to arrest me, oh no.
Well, I can't tell lies, 'cause they're listening to me.
And when I fall asleep, bet they're spying on me tonight, tonight.

Posted by: Solonor | October 27, 2002 11:52 AM

"No dumb bastard ever won a war by dying for his country. He won it by making some other dumb bastard die for his."

Posted by: Alex Knapp | October 27, 2002 12:54 PM

No one expect a spanish inquisition

Posted by: Ken | October 27, 2002 01:24 PM

No one expects a spanish inquisition

Posted by: Ken | October 27, 2002 01:24 PM

This fits most any current crisis, but we can use the threat of war with Iraq as the situation.

"Fasten your seatbelt; it's going to be a bumpy night." ::in my best Bette Davis impersonation::

Posted by: shelley | October 27, 2002 03:29 PM

Re: elections

"We have met the enemy, and he is us." -- Walt Kelly, via Pogo

Posted by: Linkmeister | October 27, 2002 04:26 PM

Remember Sammy Jankis.

Posted by: Joe McNally | October 27, 2002 04:58 PM

Hooray for Captain Spaulding
The African explorer
Did someone call me Schnorer
Hooray hooray hooray!!

Posted by: hoopty | October 27, 2002 05:49 PM

"The planet Earth is blue and there's nothing I can do..." — David Bowie, from "Space Oddity"

Not so much now, but the song was running through my head for about two months after the attacks. Somehow the President's answer to what we can do — "go shopping" — did not help.

Posted by: Kathy K | October 27, 2002 06:36 PM

To all the girls I've loved before (that's not the quote, dammit).
You're perfect yes it's true, but without me you're only you. - Midlife Crisis, my favorite FNM song.
(This attitude is probably why I am alone right now.)

Posted by: RobO | October 27, 2002 07:38 PM

I know that's kind of off the topic, but everytime I get nervous about all the shit going on in the world I tend to think about love lost.

Posted by: RobO | October 27, 2002 07:43 PM

generally speaking...

"idealism is guilty middle-class bullshit" suburbia

"the Europeans may have been imperialist, but they knew how to make a building" the daytrippers

shut the fuck up.
learn to buck up.
(cake - nugget)

get off this
get on with it
if you wanna change the world
shut your mouth and start this minute
(cracker - get off this)

Posted by: wendy | October 27, 2002 07:57 PM

who are you?

the anti-christ.
you got me in a vendetta kind of mood, you tell the angels in heaven you never seen evil so singularly personified as you did in the face of the man who killed you. true romance

not about to see your light
and if you wanna find hell with me
i can show you what it's like
till your bleeding. danzig

Posted by: czechmarc | October 27, 2002 11:19 PM

I've heard these lyrics in my head more than once recently while reading the news about the terrorism arising from the beliefs of radical Islam. I think Neil did a pretty good job of capturing the fact that we can dream of a Peaceable Kingdom, but if others have different ideas of what that is ("dar al Islam"), it's not going to happen the way we want.
--Toren

All this time we're talking and sharing our rational view
A billion other voices are spreading other news
All this time we're living and trying to understand
Why a billion other choices are making their demands

Talk of a peaceable kingdom
Talk of a time without fear
The ones we wish would listen
Are never going to hear

[...]

All this time we're shuffling and laying out all our cards
While a billion other dealers are slipping past our guards
All this time we're hoping and praying we all might learn
While a billion other teachers are teaching them how to burn

Dream of a peaceable kingdom
Dream of a time without war
The ones we wish would hear us
Have heard it all before

[...]

All this time we're burning like bonfires in the dark
A billion other blazes are shooting off their sparks
Every spark a drifting ember of desire
To fall upon the earth and spark another fire

(Rush, Peaceable Kingdom)

Posted by: Toren | October 27, 2002 11:25 PM

In the "Saddam is evil" category:

VX Gas Attack by Skinny Puppy, a song about a chemical warfare attack during the Iran-Iraq war.

The song has a newscaster-like voiceover, saying things like:

"the Iraqis bombed the city with chemical weapons. After the defeat the Iranians said the attack killed more than 4000 civilians."

"thousands of victims of one of the worst chemical warfare attacks since world war I."

"We are analysing water soil and human tissue samples to get clear information about the gas attack. Meanwhile doctors monitor bone marrow damage."

Along with lyrics like:

Their faces and lungs burn.
A sudden harsh smell.
Two weeks after still
coughing and choking,
livid skin blisters burn often.

Posters
leaflets
nightly radio
and television programs
give instructions in the use of such basic
devices as a damp towel,
a damp towel lined with charcoal
to be applied to the face and mouth
when the beep, beep, beep -
gas attack warning signal sounds.

(Skinny Puppy's lyrics are pretty free-flowing and don't follow a standard verse structure, so they're a bit tough to write out. The song really has to be heard to be appreciated)

Posted by: Nova Akropola | October 28, 2002 01:14 AM

Never saw the movie, but this gets quoted at least once a month in our household during news stories:

"Laugh and the world laughs with you. Cry and I'll give ya something to cry about you little bastard!" ( -The Great White Hype )

Posted by: robyn | October 28, 2002 05:07 AM

Never saw the movie, but this gets quoted at least once a month in our household during news stories:

"Laugh and the world laughs with you. Cry and I'll give ya something to cry about you little bastard!" ( -The Great White Hype )

Posted by: robyn | October 28, 2002 05:07 AM

oops, double post I got a server error -- sorry!

Posted by: robyn | October 28, 2002 05:07 AM

"there are more things in heaven and earth horatio, than are dreamt of in your philosophy."

"laugh and the world laughs with you. cry and the world laughs at you."

Posted by: tanya | October 28, 2002 11:52 AM

"there are more things in heaven and earth horatio, than are dreamt of in your philosophy."

"laugh and the world laughs with you. cry and the world laughs at you."

(i just know this is going to give me a double post)

Posted by: tanya | October 28, 2002 11:54 AM

From the rap group Outkast, to be played on Day One of Operation Desert Thunder Two.

"B.O.B. (Bombs Over Baghdad)"

[Dre]
1, 2.. 1, 2, 3; yeah!
Inter-national, underground
Thunder pounds when I stomp the ground (Woo!)
Like a million elephants with silverback orangutans
You can't stop a train
Who want some? Don't come un-pre-pared
I'll be there, but when I leave there
Better be a household name
Weather man tellin' us it ain't gon' rain
So now we sittin' in a drop-top, soakin wet
In a silk suit, tryin' not to sweat
Hits somersaults without the net
But this'll be the year that we won't forget
One-Nine-Nine-Nine, and brutha anything goes, be whatchu wanna be
Long as you know consequences, to give and for livin' defenses
Too hot, I'm jumpin' jail
Too low to dig, I might just touch hell
HOT! Get a life, now they gon' sell
Then I might catch you a spell, look at what came in the mail
A scale and some Arm and Hammer, so grow grid and some baby m�ma
Black Cadillac and a pack of pampers
Stack of question with no answers
Cure for cancer, cure for AIDS
Make a nigga wanna stay on tour for days
Get back home, things are wrong
We're not really able to spend all alone
before he left, (?), to a ball of power
Thousands of thousands miles per hour
Hello, ghetto, let your brain breathe,
believe there's always more, ahhhhh!

[Chorus: 2X]
[Dre] Don't pull the thang out, unless you plan to bang
[Choir] Bombs over Baghdad!
[Dre] Yeah! Ha ha yeah!
Don't even bang unless you plan to hit something
[Choir] Bombs over Baghdad!
[Dre] Yeah! Uhh-huh

[Big Boi]
Uno, dos, tres, it's on
Did you ever think a pimp rock a microphone?
Like that there boi and will still stay street
Big things happen every time we meet
Like a track team, crack fiend, dyin to geek
Outkast bumpin' up and down the street
Slam back, Cadillac, 'bout five nigga deep
Seventy-five emcee's freestylin' to the beat
Cause we get krunk, stay drunk, at the club
Should have bought an ounce, but you caught the dub
Should have held back, but you throwed the punch
'Spose to meet your girl but you packed a lunch
No D to-the U to-the G for you
Got a son on the way by the name of Bamboo
Got a little baby girl four year, Jordan
Never turn my back on my kids for them
Should have hit it (hit it) quit it (quit it) rag (rag) top (top)
Before you read up, get a laptop
Make a business for yourself, boy, set some goals
Make a fair diamond out of dusty coals
Record number four, but we on a roll
Hold up, slow up, stop, control
Like Janet, planets, Stankonia is only
A movin' like floor commin' straight to Florida
Lock all your windows then block the quarters
Pullin' off on bell 'cause a whippins in order
Like a three piece fist, 'fore I cut your daughter
Yo quiero Taco Bell, then I hit the border
Penny pap rappers tryin' to get the five
I'm a microphone fiend tryin' to stay alive
When you come to ATL boi you better not hide
cause the Dungeon Family gon' ride, hah!