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Mongoloids

So, in a couple of days I'll be back in Tulane University, back to where a great number of our nation's beer-and-cocaine fed jocks and sorority sisters (most of which happen to be white and rich) roam like roaches when the light of mental activity and responsibility is turned, and kept, off.

I thought I would start off by mentioning this because, a couple of minutes ago, I was searching for some Devo songs that I haven't listened to in the longest while, when I rediscovered their single "Mongoloid",whose lyrics, I think, are quite ingeniously simplistic in that within its little, repetitive words there are lots said of the average American man. Listening to the lyrics reminded me of what I will be surrounded with even more than I am now once I return to Tulane. (Alright, so maybe most of my peers at Tulane are at the moment jobless, but they would surely have one soon, and sadly, from what good ol' U.S. tradition tells us, these are the people, these intellectually-underdeveloped jock types--the "go-getters" empty of real ideas but full of orders to give--that are likely to be the next bosses of many a woeful worker. Apparently, I go to Tulane for the education, not so much for the ambience.)

Devo--Mongoloid

Mongoloid he was a mongoloid

happier than you and me

mongoloid he was a mongoloid

and it determined what he could see

mongoloid he was a mongoloid

one chromosome too many

mongoloid he was a mongoloid

and it determined what he could see

and he wore a hat

and he had a job

and he brought home the bacon

so that no one knew...

mongoloid he was a mongoloid

his friends were unaware

mongoloid he was a mongoloid

nobody even cared

mongoloid he was a mongoloid

one chromosome too many

mongoloid he was a mongoloid

and it determined what he could see

and he wore a hat

and he had a job

and he brought home the bacon

so that no one knew...