Tagged: telephone conversation

Dead Kennedys – Kinky Sex Makes the World Go ‘Round

At a time when, once again, America (and its vicious but puny sidekick UK) seems to be trying to pick a fight with Russia, its a good time to post this again.

 

First released in the 1980s, if I remember correctly, it takes the form of a telephone conversation between Margaret Thatcher and the  secretary of war
at the state department of the United States, who proceeds to put forward the idea of an economic war…

We have a problem, the companies want something done
About this sluggish world economic situation
Profits have been running a little thin lately
And we, we need to stimulate some growth

Now we know there’s an alarmingly high number of young people Roaming around in your country with nothing to do
But stir up trouble for the police and damage private property
It doesn’t look like they’ll ever get a job
It’s about time we did something constructive with these people
We’ve got thousands of ’em here too, they’re crawling all over

The companies think it’s time we all sit down
Have a serious get-together and start another war

And the payoff – what politician could resist…

Now just think for a minute, we can make this war so big, so big
The more people we kill in this war, the more the economy will prosper
We can get rid of practically everybody on your dole queue
If we plan this right
Take every loafer on welfare right off our computer rolls

Now don’t worry about demonstrations, just pump up your drug supply
So many people have hooked themselves on heroin
And amphetamines since we took over, it’s just like Vietnam
We had everybody so busy with LSD they never got too strong
Kept the war functioning just fine

It’s easy, we’ve got our college kids so interested in beer
They don’t even care if we start manufacturing germ bombs again
Put a nuclear stockpile in their back yard
They wouldn’t even know what it looked like

Thatcher, of course, really gets turned on by the idea, as no doubt Blair did and Cameron would.

This is one piece of music which (Thatcher’s prescence aside) has not dated at all, its a relevant today as it was when Reagan was bombing Libya and Thatcher was posturing over a few rocks in the South Atlantic that we didn’t even know we “owned”.

The more things change, the more they stay the same…