I have had a wonderful summer I must say, much has been spent with late night discussions on religion, politics, music, movies, books etc. I have to post on this, which I have discussed with my friends a few times and just really made me think and realize about the world in which we live. On a day where music was the topic I began to think what has been the best depiction of the world or at least the world I know. After a many a day/night watching TV, I sorta came to the realization that TOOL has penned (sp) the best description of the world we live in. It hit me like a ton of bricks, America is a very strange place where we think we are the center of the world yet we should not extend beyond our own means. Regardless on your stance of political lines, you moral stance or your ethical, our world is what it is. Anyway, to me this song nails everything we have become, the murder of the week, the disaster (sp) we cannot stop watching, the war on our TV..
Here are the lyrics to the song I am talking about.

Eye on the TV
'cause tragedy thrills me
Whatever flavor
It happens to be

Like:
"Killed by the husband"
"Drowned by the ocean"
"Shot by his own son"
"She used the poison in his tea
[and / he] kissed [him / her] goodbye"
That's my kind of story
It's no fun til someone dies

Don't look me at like
I am a monster
Frown out your one face
But with the other
Stare like a junkie
Into the TV
Stare like a zombie
While the mother, holds her child
Watches him die
Hands to the sky cryin,
"Why, oh why?"

Cause I need to watch things die
From a distance
Vicariously, I
Live while the whole world dies
You all need it too - don't lie.

Why can't we just admit it?
Why can't we just admit it?
We won't give pause until the blood is flowin'
Neither the brave nor bold
Will write us the story so
We won't give pause until the blood is flowin'

I need to watch things die
From a good safe distance
Vicariously, I
Live while the whole world dies
You all feel the same so
Why can't we just admit it?

Blood like rain fallin' down
[Drown on grave and ground / ?? ]

Part vampire
Part warrior
Carnivore and voyeur
Stare at the
[transmittal / transmitter]
Sing to the death rattle

La, la, la, la, la, la, la-lie (x4)

Credulous at best
Your desire to believe in
Angels in the hearts of men.
But pull your head on out
[Your head please / ??] and give a listen
Shouldn't have to say it all again

The universe is hostile
So impersonal
Devour to survive
So it is, so it's always been ...

We all feed on tragedy
It's like blood to a vampire

Vicariously, I
Live while the whole world dies
Much better you than I.