I. I was listening to the Faint earlier today (whom I absolutely love) and realized that this song has developed an eerie relevance viz. the Looming Financial Crisis:
Some lyrics: as i lay to die the things i think did i waste my time, i think i did- i worked for life
all we want are just pretty little homes our work makes pretty little homes
like a cast shadow like a fathers dream have a cut out son what's a worse disease to get that pretty little home
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all we want are just pretty little homes our work makes pretty little homes agenda suicide, the drones work hard before they die and give up on pretty little homes
Oooh...I've been thinking a lot about the Faint's weird puritanical streak recently, after listening to them in the car-ride home from D.C. last weekend. Sasha pointed out that they kind of hate sex; listening to their corpus, they seem to generally be repulsed by physicality in general. Cf: "Casual Sex," & "Worked Up So Sexual from Blank Wave Arcade; "Glass Danse," "Your Retro Career Melted," & "Posed to Death" from Danse Macabre; and "Erection" & "Birth" from Wet From Birth. Interesting. They also hate on hipsters (passim) and the pharmaceutical industry ("Symptom Finger"). One could definitely locate them in some sort of thematic and/or moral space close both to the Roman Satirists and to 16th- and 17th-century (and beyond) Christian writers, which is funny, cause they make dance music.
II. Watching last night's Daily Show just now (on my computer), I was struck by some stuff: