Punk You!

For about 15 years, I have found myself meandering down different creative paths: writing, drawing, game design etc.  None of which satiated my desire to express my bitter frustration of a system that has failed me.  In a word, I lacked inspiration.  I could not find a good enough reason to fuel me.  No reason to do anything aside from the sheer fact that I wanted to do something.  And just wanting to do something is not inspiration, that’s called boredom.

So this past Christmas, I spent it with my family.  My niece (Ang.ry) and I were talking about what movies to watch on the Netflix instant queue.  She mentioned I should watch “SLC Punk”.  So like a good uncle, I kept my promise and watched it the first chance I got, which was today.  It was a fantastic movie and if you really want to know what punk is, and what happens to us punks when we get older, then watch this movie.  More importantly, I found something.  I found that through inspiring my niece to be Punk, she’s reminded me that the new punk generation is being misled by things like Hot Topic and poser music.  And it’s up to us oldtimers to ensure that they don’t fall victim to a corporate devil in sheep’s clothing.

You see, I’m a punk, through and through.  It has nothing to do with my clothes, the music I listen to, or the number of safety pins in my ear.  It’s about purpose. And I know my purpose: To cause chaos.  I’m here to break things, screw up the system and fuck shit up.  I cause chaos because I don’t like the order we currently have.  I don’t like the current situation of things and I want to knock them down like dominos.  Now don’t get me wrong, I’m not an architect.  I have no plans on how to rebuild.  But you don’t go to a demolitions expert to build a new building now do you?  I simply just want to pave the way for something new (and hopefully better) to come around.  You see, there’s a problem with how we see chaos.

Generally speaking, “Order” is associated with good and “Chaos” is associated with bad.  This is because you’ve been taught to think this way.  My purpose is to break that train of thought and cram a middle finger in your face so you can feel stupid for believing in it.  The Nazi regime brought order to Germany (no matter how despicable the method).  Employment was at a national high.  The government was wealthy and had expanded its economic and political influence across Europe.  However, the chaos created by the allied nations destroyed the Nazi order and spared the world from a crazed fascist government.

Still think chaos is a bad thing?  (middle finger)

So today, we have order in America.  You get up, you go to work, get paid, go home, go to sleep and get up the next day to do it all over again.  You spend 1/3 of your life making someone else more money than they need.  And you only get to see about half the money they pay you because of taxes.  Then you put what’s left in your bank account only to have the bank take it, invest elsewhere to make even more money.  Plus charge you service fees for things like moving your money between accounts more than 5 times a month.

So this is the current order.  A few hundred people making money off of a third of your life, the payment for that time and the money you put away to sustain the other 2/3 of your life.  And people think Punks are a menace to society?  So that’s it.  I’ve had it.  I’m mad as hell and I’m not gonna take it anymore.  So thank you Ang.ry, for dispelling my apathy and self defeat.  As of today, I am writing a book that will cause chaos to this order.  I will break things.  I will screw up this system, and yes…I WILL fuck shit up.  I will “give it all”

Rise Against – “Give It All”

Break through the undertow, your hands I can’t seem to find.
Pollution burns my tongue, cough words I can’t speak so I
stop my struggling, then I float to the surface,
fill my lungs with air, then let it out.

I give it all ooh, now there’s a reason why I sing.
So give it all ooh, and it’s these reasons that belong to me.

Rock bottoms where we live, and still we dig these trenches,
to bury ourselves in them, backs breaking under tension.
For far too long these voices, muffled by distances,
it’s time to come to our senses, up from the dirt.

We give it all ooh, now there’s a reason why I sing.
So give it all ooh, and it’s these reasons that belong to me.

Breathe (Breathe), the air we give (give), the lives we live(live), our pulses racing distances (Breathe).
So wet my tongue (give), break into song (live), through seas of competition.

So please believe your eyes, a sacrifice,
is not what we had in our minds.
I’m coming home tonight, home tonight…

We give it all ooh, now there’s a reason why I sing.
So give it all ooh, and it’s these reasons that belong to me.

Today I offer up myself to this. I’m living for my dying wish.
I give it all ooh, now there’s a reason, there’s a reason, to give it all.

~ by Sejik on 12/30/2009.