Blaise Bailey Finnegan The Third

Godspeed You! Black Emperor

well...where are you coming from?

...well...i don't like the way the 
country's ran,
don't you know, and, erm...
that's pretty much what i was 
expressing in my poem.
the government...the american 
government -
they're sneaky, they're very 
deceitful, they're liers,
they're cheats, they're rip-offs. i 
mean,
the american government is one 
systematic government that...
that nobody can trust. i don't trust
 them myself.

and how long have you been writing 
for?

huh?

how long have you been writing for?

since i was four.

d'you do this sort of thing a lot, 
like, open-mic kinda questions?

oh i love open-mics, i love coming 
here to do open-mics, absolutely.

what kind of reactions d'you usually
 get?

usually, people are...are pretty 
much in agreement with what i'm 
saying.

we overheard you before talking 
about...
you went to court today for a 
speeding ticket...?

that's accurate.

right. d'you wanna tell us that 
story?

yes, absolutely, i wouldn't mind 
telling you the story. erm...
i went to court today for a speeding
 ticket, and i told the judge,
erm..."let me tell you something, 
and you listen and you listen good,
i'm only gonna say this one time and
 one time only, i don't repeat
myself for nobody," i said. i 
says..."i'm here to pay a speeding 
ticket,
not to listen to your lectures and 
hear you run your mouth for an 
hour."
i says "i'm here to pay off my 
speeding ticket...and i'm here to 
get
my fines out of the way and get the 
fuck to work." the judge says
"you can't talk like that in my 
courtroom, you're in contempt of 
court."
then i said...i told the judge, "if 
that's the best you can do,
i feel sorry for you." i said "why 
don't you just shut your
fucking mouth for once and listen." 
i said "i'm not gonna take any 
shit."
i said "i'm gonna pay my speeding 
ticket like i said."
i walked up to the god damn judge 
and i hand him my 25 dollars
and i says "here's my money, now i 
am leaving."
and i left it at that...
...then, before i left, i turned 
around and told the judge
"i'm here to state who i am and be honest with you." i said "if they thought i was dangerous on the road like you're trying to accuse me of, wouldn't they have taken my license when i first got it? yes they would. and the judge says "yeah, you have a point," he goes "you don't need to get loud," i said "don't get loud?" i says "i've got every right to get loud." i says "you can't do a god damn thing about it, because i'm expressing myself in your court, and there is nothing you can do about it. you think you're god because you have a robe and you can put people up the god damn river for 20 years? well you're not." and i left it at that... did you walk away? yes i did...i don't like the judicial system, i don't like the government system, i don't like the police, i don't like anything to do with this country's government. i just don't like it, because...they're sneaky, like i said - they're deceitful, they're lying, they're cheats, the rip people off. that's the american government for you. america is a third world country, and people don't recognise it... and i think that that's pretty god damn sad, that they don't recognise their own country as a third world, third rate, third class slum. well...d'you have any weapons? yes, i do. i own a high-powered assault rifle, i own a 12-gauge double barrel shotgun, i own a regular shotgun, i own a regular hunting rifle, i own a 9 milimetre, a 357, a 45 handgun, a 38 special, and, erm...i own an m-16 fully automatic ground assault rifle... d'you think things are gonna get better before they get worse? no way. things are just gonna get worse and keep on getting worse. like i said, america's a third world country as it is and... and we're just basically in a hopeless situation as it stands. what d'you think this country's gonna look like in the year 2003? y'know, i'll tell you the truth - nothing against you guys, but i don't wanna answer that question because... i haven't even got a mind that's that...that inhumane. are you ready for what's coming? ready as i'll ever be. most people aren't. there's a little saying...dates back for generations... go on... be prepared for anything at any time from anybody, don't take no shit, always stand your ground. people wanna come up to me and run their mouth - guess what? i'll throw them through the fucking window... i won't think a thing of it. would you mind reciting your poem for us? not at all, i don't see why...i don't see why i couldn't. there's an evil virus that's threatening mankind it's not state of the art, it's a serious state of the mind the muggers, the backstabbers, the two faced elite a menace to society, a social disease to brainwash the mind is a social disorder the cynics, the apathy one-upmanship order watching beginnings of social decay gloating and sneering at life's disarray eating away at your own self esteem pouncing on every word that you might be saying to attack someones mind is a social disorder the constitution, the government, martial law order superficially smiling a shake of the hand as soon as your back is turned treason is planned when every good thing's laid to rest by the governments hate, by the constitution and their lies and every time you think you're safe and when you go to turn away you know they're sharpening all their knives all in your mind all in your head try to relate it all in your mind all in your head try to escape it without a conscience they destroy and that's a thing that they enjoy they're a sickness that's in all of our minds they want to sink the ship and leave the way they laugh at you and me you know it happens all the time but it only happens in your mind the rats in the cellar you know who you are... or do you? watching beginnings of social decay... thank you for your time
Composición: Colaboración y revisión: Camila