Sunday, January 22, 2012

Why does it matter where the streets have no name?

They say these lads were at one time buskers in the streets of Dublin - or was it Belfast?

Does it matter? Really?


In Belfast, you can tell one's religion simply by the name of the street where he lives. These boys were wanting to bust out - big time - BUST OUT!

Now comes, this movie about the World Trade Center attacks. It's about a kid whose father goes to work one morning and never returns. He's a casualty of a war, a war fought in the streets of Manhattan, his home town, and he is killed for some obscure reason that somehow involves his religion in an attack on a high tower of high finance in the Capitol of the World, the city so nice, they named it twice, New York, New York.

Get this. Today's subway billboards actually play video, motion pictures, music, dialogue. Many New Yorkers are offended - deeply angered - because the film's producers have placed these video advertisements in subway stations all around the neighborhood where the 9/11 attack took place.

Are you angry yet? I guess you're supposed to be. I can't get over the soundtrack. U2 singing and playing about the place where the streets have no name. Yes.

It's called post traumatic stress disorder (PTSD) by eggheads who make diagnoses and write them down in patient charts and diagnostic statistical manuals (DSM-IV).

I have spoken. So mote it be.

Now hear this.

- The Legendary

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