Classic Rock is Not the Music of the Revolution

Let's talk about conservative politicians.

Let's talk about rhetoric. The anti-capitalist is listening to podcasts from The Consumerist on an iPod. The women's rights advocate silences free speech, and liberators of the female body silence women. Homophobic religions are protecting unions, and the workers are pro-life. Hippies are in love with Ron Paul. People are imparting universal political wisdom by means of well-intentioned torture, and "torture" amounts to cutting someone's hair. Politicians tell the truth when they're talking about each other, but not always. Environmentalists drink bottled water on their arduous marches, and a real-estate developer gave me money when I went door-to-door asking for donations in the fight against suburban sprawl.

Let's talk about V for Vendetta. The poor wish they had what their oppressors had, while their oppressors fight the tyrants. Austin is a liberal city, and Ann Arbor is a suburb. Poets love war, and professors wear bow-ties. Europe has an epidemic of racism. Mean people suck, sell-outs tell you to vote, your favorite satirists scorch what's dear to you, and binary thinking crushes justice. Partiers only fight for their own rights, and only some of those. Classic rock is not the music of the revolution.