The Writer Michael Casey 28th June 2019
The Writer Michael Casey 28th June 2019
this is me, fat tum and all, but ever so charming
Thanks to Egypt, Poland, Australia, Libya, Netherlands and UK for being today’s readers
so far today. And somebody is reading the Korean translation of Still Alive 2015
Hello to the Trumps in Korea too, here’s something for everybody
K POP saves the World ©
By
Michael Casey
As
I flagged yesterday I’ll write something about Pop Stars today, I’ve
even changed my usual Font. I did think of one thing and then another,
then I had a splat idea. Its the Jackson Pollock school of writing after
all, as we lie in our beds the Angel of Death approaches, and the Dove
of Peace is just a tiny tiny mustard seed in comparison. I am talking of
the looming nuclear war in North Korea.
Read these two links before I resume, with a fresh coffee in my hand.
The 1st is a worrying news item, the 2nd is K Pop.
I’m
listening to REM as they sing “Everybody Hurts” I’ve chosen their
Automatic for the People album as the backdrop while I talk to you all.
Sorry Justin and your Beavers I’m not going to mock you, you do a good
enough job on your own. And Snoop you walk your own dog, Eminem go back
to school, but Justin dear Justin, I taught you everything you know, now
its time to use your 20/20 Vision.
Instead
I want to talk about Music, if it be the food of love play on. I wish I
could lip sinc the entire film Moulin Rouge as I love it so much. My
favorite scene is where the black guy punches the count and save Nicole
Kidman. But I digress as ever, but I have such great legs so I should be
in a dress. So today’s idea is K Pop for Peace.
23
million people in North Korea are being led by somebody who could be a
fat rapper, who has spent everybody’s 50cents on Nuclear Bling, who
could poison his own country’s water supply when the mountain where the
testing is done collapses around him. In the South everybody has
everything, they even have FOOD. So what are we to do to avoid the 1st Strike from USA, or a very close 2nd
strike if the Panzi, which is a Chinese word for Fat or Pig, tries to
get in first. The Logic Of Madness, this is actually a simple concept if
you put yourself in the shoes of the madman. This is where the madman
kills everything he loves, such as his own family, and then everybody
just cannot understand why. Sadly we see such cases in the newspaper
from time to time.
The
Dear Leader loves nobody, he is corrupt and just loves his own
position. So why will he listen to say a fat guy with silver hair in
shades from Birmingham? He has not looked in the mirror and changed, he
has not had a road to Damascus experience, he has no Soul. He hacked our
NHS, it was only saved by a young guy who is now in Jail in USA for
something, its due in court soon. A comedy about North Korea, not very
funny in the artistic sense resulted in Sony being hacked. People forget
Koreans are very clever, even if just in the Military sense in the
North.
So what are we to do?
Pack
up all your troubles in your all kit bag and sing, yes sing. All you
Rappers and hard men out there, why not sing for Peace. I dare you to
have a Dream, like King and yes like Abba. Pop stars always say in
answer to what is their one dream, world peace, that was until one DJ
punched the pop star, be realistic the interviewer shouted.
So
Snoop follow your dog’s lead, 50 Cents lend us a penny, no not for a
pee, just show us your sparkle, and all the rest of you out there in
Hard Man Wrapper Land. Your time has come. Ask not what your country can
do for you, but what you can do for your country. And the answer is
sing Take me Home Country Roads and all the John Denver hits. Yes, all
you hard rappers out there, Sing Country. And may Buddy Rich rock and
roll in his grave. As for all you gyrating girl singers there is room
for you too, as I sit here talking to you Love Hurts plays again, so you
Ladies can sing that and shake as only you can shake, while I finish my
Lemonade.
Then
here’s the clever bit track back from Sony to North Korea and let them
hear the music. Let them have a Soul, let them dance. All of North
Korea’s public address system is taken over by music. First the rappers
singing country, they will be the storm troopers of love. Then Let the
music sing let the music take over. Surround North Korea with K POP the
only language they understand. From South Korea, from Japan and from
China too, not forgetting a few Russians.
Constant
K pop, the music of fun and laughter and very pretty girls, not
forgetting Gangham Style. Broadcast at them on every radio frequency, on
every IP address, take over the North Korean nuclear program with K Pop
Music, and not forgetting Abba. The Dear Leader presses a button and
all he gets is every tv and computer coming to life with K Pop, and then
the population have something to really cry about.
Cry
with happiness because K-Pop has saved them from the starvation of the
spirit. This should be a cue for a Rapper to sing something good, but
are any of you good enough? I’ll have a sip of lemonade while you reach
for your dictionary. But I’m sure King would know what to say. Or do we
just ask the King, Elvis to say a word now. Yes maybe Mr Gangham Style
himself should start singing in the Ghetto. North Korea needs to leave
the Ghetto and enter the sunshine. Sing Rappers sing, Take me Home
Country Roads, in Korean.
Translations, everything remains my copyright
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