Scott Valentine song of the week:
Week 12 - "21st Century Animal Family Plan"
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“Four legs good, two legs bad.” – George Orwell
I spent the past ten years living on the lower eastside of Vancouver. For any of you who are unfamiliar with this part of the world, imagine a visual landscape of derelict housing, apartment blocks in disrepair and blocks and blocks of abandoned and/or severely neglected storefronts. The streets are littered with various drug paraphernalia and the rather disgusting remnants of the “safe sex” trade. Human zombies wander to and fro across the streets, unaware of the presence of the cars and buses that must swerve dangerously to avoid them. They itch and they dance on street corners and in alleys, desperate to find the necessary distraction that will free them from the unattended cries of their dying spirits.
From my window beside the railway tracks I could see such men and women exchanging the brittle remains of their souls twenty-four hours a day; a constant reminder to me of the terribly uninspired and degrading means by which the stress of our way of life takes it violent toll. Of course it’s not just in neighbourhoods like this that these harsh indicators are found, but it certainly is a concentrated display of such on streets like Powell, Cordova and Hastings.
I believe it was in my grade nine honours English class that I was first introduced to the book Animal Farm by George Orwell. Published in 1945, it was a scalding political allegory that took aim at the failures of Soviet Communism: a fabled prophecy that depicted the tale of the downtrodden beasts of the Manor Farm who have united their efforts in order to overthrow their human master. Things go smoothly for a while but unavoidably the pigs, who have styled themselves leaders by virtue of their intelligence, succumb to the temptations of privilege and power. This imagined view of mankind through the eyes and ears of animals has fascinated me ever since.
I had been thinking a lot the past fifteen years about how the majority of mankind views the community of life. Whereas the credo of Orwell’s animal revolution was “four legs good, two legs bad” ours could perhaps be safely identified as the exact opposite. Like the pigs, we have become so wrapped up in our own intellectual capabilities that we have mistakenly assumed this to indicate a divinely appointed superiority over all other living things. We’ve presumed the gods to have favored us in this great cosmic drama and therefore determined ourselves to be in sole possession of the knowledge of what shall be permitted to live and what shall be sentenced to die amongst the humble subjects of this planet who must surely exist solely to serve the needs and desires of our vast human kingdom. Subsequently, I wrote this weeks song, “21st Century Animal Family Plan”, with an air of anthropomorphic jest in order to illustrate some of the absurd actions and stressful repercussions of our current collective arrogance.
Imagine how ridiculous it would look to find a horse shooting up heroin in a dark corner of the barn after a tough day’s work in the field? How ridiculous it must be for them then to have to watch us do the same hurtful things to ourselves in order to cope with the overwhelming challenges of our way of life.
I believe that there is a better way to survive and thrive on this earth – a plan that equally respects and appreciates all living things and this song is yet another attempt to help bring a small piece of that plan into closer view.
See you next week.
From Here To There,
Scott Valentine
This song and post are part of Scott Valentine's song a week presentation entitled Seasons. Click here for more information.
In 2005, Brian “Head” Welch – guitarist for KORN, one of the single-most popular (and controversial) rock acts in the world at the time – shocked the music world by announcing his resignation from the Grammy-award winning band, due in large part to his newfound faith in Jesus Christ. Through with years of battling drug addiction and the seedy, “anything goes” backstage playground of rock stardom, Head turned to God for help – and God responded.
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