Softly, just break it to me softly
Be straight with me but gently
Tender before you kill me
Pow, pow (ืืื ืืืืื)
Calmly, I don't freak out in public
Take me outside and crash me
Over a cup of coffee
Ow, ow
What a joke, what a joke you made me
What's a queen to a joker? Tell me
What's a laugh to a self-destructive me?
What's a prayer to a death wish?
You so
Joke, what a joke you made me
What's a queen to a joker? Tell me
What's a laugh to a self-destructive me?
What's a prayer to a death wish?
You so done, done, done
Shut up
One way to make it stop
Shut up
Touch without leaving traces
Scar me in hidden places, inside
Don't get my mom all worried
Not now (kids these days)
Losers outplay other losers
Guess what that makes the two of us
Rooftop city shines at sunrise
I'll let you watch while I jump
What a joke, what a joke you made me
What's a queen to a joker? Tell me
What's a laugh to a self-destructive me?
What's a prayer to a death wish?
You so
Joke, joke, j-j-joke you made me
Qu-queen to a joker, tell me
What's home to a claustrophobic?
What's a sea to a dead fish?
You so done, done, done
Shut up
One way to make it stop
Shut up
Shut up
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Ten years ago this November I made my then-girlfriend cry with a rant about how much of media is selling something through the commodification of identities and interests. She thought I was crazy and asked why I couldn't simply enjoy the pop music about consuming products and engaging in brand loyalty (Hennessy comes to mind). I told her I was not born--and indeed, no one was--to have these conditions thrust upon them and sold as joyful pursuits.
I suspect she started crying then, not tears of amazement toward my basedness, nor because of the idea that much of her interests might have been picked up because of capitalist exploitation and its expectations of her in the role of wealth extraction, but because she realized that we were effectively done and incompatible. We broke up shortly afterward. I was just too weird for her. In her defense I am a real Tyler Durden about shit like this.
That experience is a very important one for me. Some modern applications of Marxist theory, or really any anti-capitalist analysis of certain wealth extraction schemes, just sounds nuts to regular folks. I find a tongue-in-cheek, half sarcastic joke about "being had" is the most effective sugarcoating, if anyone is interested in discussing things such as this article's focus with the uninitiated. Otherwise you might as well begin with "In the world I see, you are stalking elk through the damp canyon forests around the ruins of Rockefeller Center."
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