This section, “Lou Dobbs and the CNN team, On every monitor screen, You were caught in the crossfire, Where every human face, Has you reaching for your mace” reminded my of Jon Stewart’s appearance on the show Crossfire. They manufacture a sort of ridiculous hatred toward each other as they argue their points. IE, it makes you just want to mace everyone on the show. Not sure how this might fit in with the rest of the song. Maybe that we are not understanding the possible impact of our actions whether we are angry enough to mace people or getting on a plane. Either way, there could be a fiery crash.
'...a sort of ridiculous hatred toward each other..." Exactly. We become fearful and suspicious of one another based on the theater we call the news. It's played out most dramatically at the airports. But if you knew you were going to die in a fiery crash and the strangers stuck in that tin can in the sky with you were the last people you'd ever see on earth, would you feel kinder toward them? Be nicer to them? Think more of them?
'...a sort of ridiculous hatred toward each other..." Exactly. We become fearful and suspicious of one another based on the theater we call the news. It's played out most dramatically at the airports. But if you knew you were going to die in a fiery crash and the strangers stuck in that tin can in the sky with you were the last people you'd ever see on earth, would you feel kinder toward them? Be nicer to them? Think more of them?
This section, “Lou Dobbs and the CNN team, On every monitor screen, You were caught in the crossfire, Where every human face, Has you reaching for your mace” reminded my of Jon Stewart’s appearance on the show Crossfire. They manufacture a sort of ridiculous hatred toward each other as they argue their points. IE, it makes you just want to mace everyone on the show. Not sure how this might fit in with the rest of the song. Maybe that we are not understanding the possible impact of our actions whether we are angry enough to mace people or getting on a plane. Either way, there could be a fiery crash.
'...a sort of ridiculous hatred toward each other..." Exactly. We become fearful and suspicious of one another based on the theater we call the news. It's played out most dramatically at the airports. But if you knew you were going to die in a fiery crash and the strangers stuck in that tin can in the sky with you were the last people you'd ever see on earth, would you feel kinder toward them? Be nicer to them? Think more of them?
'...a sort of ridiculous hatred toward each other..." Exactly. We become fearful and suspicious of one another based on the theater we call the news. It's played out most dramatically at the airports. But if you knew you were going to die in a fiery crash and the strangers stuck in that tin can in the sky with you were the last people you'd ever see on earth, would you feel kinder toward them? Be nicer to them? Think more of them?