The media operate on the premise of "total satisfaction." A reader or a TV-viewer is treated like a John in the whorehouse; he is there so that he can be made to feel absolutely good about himself. That's why, on news programs, there is always a dose of perverse sex coming from the female anchors, in the way the camera shows them on those ugly chairs where you first see their legs, then their breasts. After that, there is no need for real news--or even for men, for that matter.
The media work diligently, too, to dissect meaningless sex scandals, turning important issues into a sex/politics brouhaha--always with a smirk; always with stupid, hysterical laughter; always while performing a kind of oral sex on the viewer/consumer, not forgetting for a moment that his money is the real goal they suck for. In one of the old Russian songs they say, "You don't need a knife to rob the sucker; just play with him and you can do anything with him." Those who suck think that everybody sucks, making that sound overwhelming. We in America wake up with it and go to sleep with it.
Bitterness does not go away, though. We have become a bitter nation, full of humiliated men and women. We lash out easily. That's the cause of our wars, our violence, our guns, and our malice. We've forgotten the important things in our experience: how it was to be dignified, to value ourselves and respect one another, to expect to have to make an effort in a relationship, and to cherish spiritual struggle and the development of character through failure. Instant gratification has become our norm, and, as a result, the most intimate parts of our human nature have been sold for cheap thrills. We've squandered our humanity.
From the dirt of fellatio, I reclaim adagio, arpeggio, staccato, soprano and mezzo. God bless those Italians; they knew how to cure the soul. Good music does the job. It can do it any time.
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