I was charged with "You are a misanthrope" My reply "G-d forbid, a misanthrope, I am charged. Ha! Ah from the mouth of the most conceited animal in the Universe. The only thing Human's love more than itself is KILLING other Human's. The hyprocrisy of Humanity, knows no limit. Man is it's own misanthropist--it has proven it through the ages of torturing/slaughtering raping in the name of GOD. I suppose to you Phil Ochs was a Misanthrope for writing these inspired and true words PHIL OCHS "The Crucifixion" 1967
Aside:
It is urban legend that song was written specifically about JFK. From Phil's own mouth he explained that the assassination of JFK set in motion his seeing the history of man be nothing but a cycle of blood sacrifice of all sent from afar to this Place Earth. He stated from the stage at times, this song was about people like Jesus/Mahatma Gandhi and MLK,jr(that said post 1969. Phil was an Atheist, but in this song, like many atheist, he believed beyond this Earth messengers were sent, only to be made blood sacrifice. It is the contemplation of the Earth that makes many an atheist/ and UNBELIEVERS, as in Vampire Weekend, "UNBELIEVERS"
THE LYRIC
And the night comes again to the circle studded sky
The stars settle slowly, in loneliness they lie
'Til the Universe explodes as a falling star is raised
Planets are paralyzed, mountains are amazed
But they all glow brighter from the brilliance of the blaze
With the speed of insanity then He died
In the green fields a turnin', baby is born
His cries crease the wind and mingle with the morn
An assault upon the order, changing of the guard
Chosen for a challenge that is hopelessly hard
And the only single sound is the sighing of the stars
But to the silence of distance they are sworn
So dance, dance, dance
Teach us to be true
Come, dance, dance, dance
'Cause we love you
Images of innocence charge Him go on
But the decadence of destiny is looking for a pawn
To a nightmare of knowledge he opens up the gate
Binding revelation is laid upon His plate
That beneath the greatest love is a hurricane of hate
And God help the critic of the dawn
So he stands on the sea and He shouts to the shore
But the louder that He screams, longer He's ignored
For the wine of oblivion is drunk to the dregs
And the merchants of the masses almost have to be begged
'Til the giant is aware, someone's pulling at His leg
And someone is tapping at the door
To dance, dance, dance
Teach us to be true
Come, dance, dance, dance
'Cause we love you
Then His message gathers meaning and it spreads across the land
The rewarding of His pain is the following of the man
But ignorance is everywhere and people have their way
Success is an enemy to the losers of the day
In the shadows of the churches, who knows what they pray
For blood is the language of the band
The Spanish bulls are beaten, the crowd is soon beguiled
The matador is beautiful, a symphony of style
Excitement is ecstatic, passion places bets
Gracefully He bows to ovations that He gets
But the hands that are applauding are slippery with sweat
And saliva is falling from their smiles
So dance, dance, dance
Teach us to be true
Come, dance, dance, dance
'Cause we love you
Then this overflow of life is crushed into a liar
The Gentle Soul is ripped apart and tossed into the fire
First, a smile of rejection at the nearness of the night
Truth becomes a tragedy limping from the light
All the canons are horrified, they stagger from the sight
As the Cross is trembling with desire
They say they can't believe it, it's a sacrilegious shame
Now, who would want to hurt such a Hero of the game?
But you know I predicted it, I knew He had to fall
How did it happen? I hope His suffering was small
Tell me every detail, I've got to know it all
And do you have a picture of the pain?
So dance, dance, dance
Teach us to be true
Come, dance, dance, dance
'Cause we love you
Time takes her toll and memory fades
But His glory is broken in magic that He made
Reality is ruined, it's the freeing from the fear
Drama is distorted, what they want to hear
Swimming in their sorrow, in the twisting of a tear
As they wait for a new thrill parade
Yes, the eyes of the rebel have been branded by the blind
To the safety of sterility, the threat has been refined
The child was created, to the slaughterhouse he's led
So good to be alive when the eulogy is read
Climax of emotion, the worship of the dead
And the cycle of sacrifice unwinds
So dance, dance, dance
Teach us to be true
Come, dance, dance, dance
'Cause we love you
And the night comes again to the circle studded sky
The stars settle slowly, in loneliness they lie
'Till the universe explodes as a falling star is raised
Planets are paralyzed, mountains are amazed
But they all glow brighter from the brilliance of the blaze
With the speed of insanity then He died
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