simplicity.

my math teacher can’t teach.

my mom can’t listen.

my cousin is selfish.

Lord have mercy.

Magical Realism

Sometimes I just hate being Asian. People expect way too much out of you.

Cherry blossoms!

(via deepvermilion)

             Chains and whips do not excite me, nor do I have any desire to wear stockings ripped all up the sides. I’m not classy enough to brush my teeth with alcohol. Unfortunately, I get kicked to the curb on a daily basis because I don’t look like Mick Jagger. Despite such a disadvantage, I wake up every morning feeling like P. Diddy. Do we not look alike?

            If you think not, have no fear; I have not a care in the world because I have plenty of beer. I know I am hot and dangerous; not only are my stockings ripped all up the sides; I’ve got glitter on my eyes. Whenever someone tells me I’m pretty, my stomach rumbles; my heart goes pitter patter and I know I want your liver on my platter.

            Never in my life have I heard such preposterous ideals such as thoughts of people brushing their teeth with alcohol, people with identity crises, or cannibalism. Growing up, my piano teacher has always told me that music is a form of expression. If these lyrics exemplify and reflect the personas of these pop music artists, I honestly have no idea as to what the future of the world will be. Pop music should be outlawed as the artists use lyrics which are poor role models, and the artists themselves have no talent.

            The media plays an enormous role on everyone; it impacts its audiences’ actions. The ethos of a human being can be easily manipulated. The media has greatly publicized the end of the world. The movie 2012 depicts vast floods, supernatural disasters, and other graphic obscenities. In the past however, there have been other predicted catastrophes which never happened. In 2000, a vast technological crash had been predicted. My father scurried about, designing programs for companies to help them protect their data from this nonexistent calamity. In 2008, many feared the elimination of Israel from the map. However, if we look at a world map or globe, Israel is still nested comfortably between Jordan, Egypt, and Syria. Yet still today, many panic, fearing the claimed day, December 21, 2012. On Sunday evening on Sixty Minutes, the media informed me of a man in the Southern-Western region who is creating shelters made of steel and other seemingly sufficient material, which would protect lives hiding from the nonexistent disaster. As I surf the web, advertisements appear on the side bars, asking me if I am interested in investing in a survival kit for a disaster that is never to happen. The only significance of December 21, 2012 is that it is the end of the Mayan calendar. Just like a normal calendar, the cycle repeats. If it is December 31^st, does that mean the world is going to end?

            Returning to the main idea of this proposal, one can see that the media can manipulate the minds of many. Therefore, the music played on the radio can infect and hypnotize the minds of its listeners as well. The target audiences are teenagers, but little children from the elementary school want to be “cool” and so they listen to the “big kids’ music” as well. Before we know it, girls and boys will be walking around with stockings ripped all up the sides and glitter in their eyes. The future of America will “got Jesus on their necklace-ace-ace.” They will be kicking others to the curb on a daily basis because their peers will not look like Mick Jagger. Signs of this hypnotic madness are apparent in everyday culture. The other day at  a store known as Target, while my family and I were walking by, a little girl wanted fish net stockings, but her mom was attempting to dissuade her from making her wardrobe one of a tramp’s. The real question is, why was Target selling fishnet stockings?

            Not only are the lyrics and their influence outrageous, but the fact that majority of these artists have no talent is horrific as well. On the radio, one can hear Ke$ha’s vocals. They sound computerized and robotic. Such a unique sound could have only been attained from Auto-Tune. I have never heard of a mechanical voice before; I am skeptical that one cannot be born with such a rarity. The only way anyone can attain such is a mutation in their DNA but according to my biology teacher, mutations are highly improbable, thus, one can reason that Ke$ha was not born half human and half computer. Even if she was born half robot and half human, it would not provide sufficient explanation for her desire to rip her stockings all up the sides, have Jesus on her necklace, eat liver, litter the floor with glitter, worry about a DJ’s middle name, brush her teeth with alcohol, or blow up her phone and stereo.

            Despite the poisonous audio, a solution to eradicating such horrors is present. The artists who have produced music insinuating actions of a tramp’s or music displaying zero talent should be locked up in a sound proof room. Then, the concocted “ear-poison” will be played repeatedly; never ending. These artists will reside in the soundproof room for the rest of their lives, constantly listening to their “music.” Perhaps these artists will realize their mistakes, but these vandals cannot be released as they have potential to contaminate the innocent minds of our future generations.

            If Ke$ha repeatedly listens to her song, “Your Love is My Drug”, maybe she will realize and have some accurate direction in her life. The song starts with “maybe I need some rehab.” Her mother shows some concern when Ke$ha sings, “Momma’s tellin’ me I should think twice.” If she heard this song countless times, Ke$ha can hire a therapist to “de-trash” her brain. Other artists, upon listening to their music innumerable times, can realize their flaws and learn through them. In time, the grotesque pop music trend will end, and hopefully, quality music will dominate radio stations again.