Good music makes it nearly impossible to believe or comprehend that our country is in such turmoil.
Listening to various artists while browsing the Net and reading about the financial disaster we face, the music soothes my soul and tells me that there's no way a country that fostered these great musicians could be in such dire straits.
The melodies and refrains tell me we are amazing people.
We have compassion, talent, integrity, spontaneity, and innocence.
We like to have fun.
We can get down and boogie all night, then get up in the morning all serious and go to work.
Where did all this complicated, deceitful, financial mess come in? Should we take Congress out for a night on the town, make them dance till they sweat so they can remember how it feels to be human? Do they think about anything but money? Maybe they need to loosen up, remember that life is for living, not for being owned by someone, that the big picture is this: We are here.
We can choose to enjoy it, or we can choose to try to control every facet of it and everyone involved.
They have forgotten how to live.
They exist to feed, to control, to breed their kind, to be superior, to feel supreme.
Yet, the music still plays for me.
If our nation is as desperate as it seems, if all hope is gone, then why hasn't the music died? I believe it lives because there still exists a large number of humans who haven't forgotten what hopes and dreams mean.
Through all of this turmoil, we continue to turn on the music, let our feet move, and sway to the beat of love, of life, of self-expression, and to the beat of our hearts saying we are still Americans, we are not to be defeated.
Rock on, Americans.
Turn up the volume! They will have to hear us eventually! Let's make them dance to our tune!