Wednesday, November 30, 2011

The Way The Cookie Crumbles

I'm listening to Lilly Allen's "Everything's Just Wonderful" on repeat because I have an obsessive type of music-listening habit, and I can't help but link the song's preemptive message to my generation's struggle for...well, SOMETHING ELSE, here in the States. What are we grumbling about? Well, mainly wealth inequality, but really it's everything from national debt we had no say in, to student loans, ridiculous body image standards, to having our lives run by corporations and the media, to interest rates and legalizing marijuana. And until recently, we did nothing but think, "Well, everything is wonderful here in America."

Finally thanks to this bold and daring, completely unorganized yet still effective movement, OWS, we're getting somewhere and pointing out that, hey, everything is not fine and in fact it could be better. We realize that when it comes to problems, we're probably at the top of the food chain when you look at it internationally, but that's no reason to settle, and we'd rather be respected by the world rather than hated and spurned for being imperialistic corporate pigs. I'll write more about my more specific thoughts regarding OWS soon, but for now, here are some inspirational lyrics from 2007:

Do you think, everything, everyone, is going mental
It seems to me that it's spiraling outta control and it's inevitable
Now don't you think
This time is yours, this time is mine
It's temperamental
It seems to me, we're on all fours
Crawling on our knees, Someone help us please

Oh Jesus Christ almighty
Do I feel alright? No not slightly
I wanna get a flat I know I can afford it
It's just the bureaucrats who won't give me a mortgage
Well it's very funny 'cause I got your fucking money
And I'm never gonna get it just because of my bad credit
Oh well I guess I mustn't grumble
I suppose that's just the way the cookie crumbles.

[Chorus]Oh yes, I'm fine
Everything's just wonderful, I'm having the time of my life.
Don't you want something else, Something new, than what we've got here
And don't you feel it's all the same,Some sick game and it's not insincere
I wish I could change the ways of the world
Make it a nice place
Until that day, I guess we stay...
Doing what we do, screwing who we screw

Why can't I sleep at night
Don't say it's gonna be alright
I wanna be able to eat spaghetti bolognaise
and not feel bad about it for days and days and days.
In the magazines they talk about weight loss
If I buy those jeans I can look like Kate Moss
Oh no it's not the life I chose,
But I guess that's the way that things go

Oh Jesus Christ almighty,
Do I feel alright? No not slightly
I wanna get a flat I know I can afford it
It's just the bureaucrats who won't give me a mortgage
Well it's very funny 'cause I got your fucking money
And I'm never gonna get it just because of my bad credit
Oh well I guess I mustn't grumble
I suppose that's just the way the cookie crumbles.