...you've gotten me going now...
You know, I didn't hear anything about u2 in five years.
I didn't even know they had released the (wonderful) Songs album and staged a tour.
I was too busy trying to extricate myself from the cruelty and criminality that ensued the last time I hung out around here, and was fruitlessly trying to do anything I possibly could to warn folks in DC against this disaster
that is Trump (which was in the works for some time, despite people's total and arrogant oblivion to it).
Obviously, I was completely ineffectual in these efforts.
Really, what can one person do in the face of so much political fanaticism and hatred anyway?
(And that holds true for the both the political Left and Right in this country, neither of which I respect or ascribe to).
But when the election happened and the global turn toward disaster became so obvious and unstoppable,
the very first and only thing I thought of was Bono and their work.
Really. It was the only thing I could think of that brought any solace at all.
I realize that is ridiculous. But it is true.
So, again, if you don't like their tour, if you don't like what they have to say,
why not just ignore them? I promise, it is perfectly possible to occupy a part of the world
in which U2 does not penetrate at all.
Unfortunately, this does not hold true for the effects of Trump.
How vile it is for people to demand they "shut up" with their political commentary and just play music,
when the poison that has been unleashed seeps into every pore of the globe.
How Fascist a demand, and how unsurprising given the quarters from which it emanates.
Yes, Americans might be long-overdue for a full-fledged U2 finger in the face.
I almost hope they flash it.
I barely feel like we deserve them.
Edited by voicefromdc, 27 January 2017 - 05:33 PM.