Wednesday, May 26, 2010

Being in the Cult of Personality

On Facebook a comment was made that Dr. Chu, Secretary of Energy, was brilliant but he never smiles. This ticked me off a bit, especially considering the lack of essence and thoughtfulness of so much today in various sectors. The cult of personality has to die, I'm afraid. We are by far too engrossed in what glitters while often times this is not gold. We also make a cult of many things even when it is indeed gold. Here is the band Living Colour with a great song on the subject. Awesome song! Great lyrics! Talented musicians! It's timely, indeed, even though it came out in 1988. The more things change the more they seem to stay the same.


Big Mark 243 said...

I tap into my inner Nietzsche and would call all forms of media the 'opiate of the masses'. In a world that is becoming more backward in its thinking (you know the whole 'up is down' thing), the idea that someone is intensely committed to their job is lost in wash. Everything has to be scrubbed clean of sincerity and the most redeeming value in a person isn't the content of their character but how much value is in their ablity to entertain us.

Judith Ellis said...

Do you mean inner Marx, Mark? I do, however, understand the context and appreciate your point.

WordsPoeticallyWorth said...

Water to drink can sink to think
AS I can swim in to eliminate sin
Of seedless thoughts too brink
And compassion of within!

Equality eventually through And through to us we and you too
AS all the variants and
Differences too ensuE!

Have you seen how small the bugs in your bed are AND they all have lots of cells in them! Love Andew!

zorro said...

Here is a personality that deserves to be President

Judith Ellis said...

Yeah, I saw that clip yesterday. Cool, eh? :-)

zorro said...

For the nostalgic, there is this.

Judith Ellis said...

Love it! Actually, I have always liked him. :-) His policies were something else altogether.

septembermom said...

I always have loved this song! It speaks volumes about how many flock to the superficial.