Showing posts with label 1919. Show all posts
Showing posts with label 1919. Show all posts

Saturday, 4 December 2021

A Child is Like A Flower, His Head is just floating in The Breeze





Jim Morrison - Dawn's Highway

Indians scattered on Dawn's Highway, bleeding --
Ghosts crowd the young child's fragile, eggshell mind.

Me and my -ah- mother and father
and a Grandmother and a grandfather
were driving through The Desert, at dawn.... 
and a truck load of Indian workers 
had either hit another car, or just - 

I don't know what happened

But there were Indians scattered 
all over The Highway, bleeding to death.

So the car pulls up and stops. 
That was the first time I tasted Fear.

I musta' been about four - like A Child is Like A Flower,
His Head is just floating in The Breeze, man.

The reaction I get now thinking about it, looking back --
Is that The Souls of The Ghosts of those dead Indians
Maybe one or two of 'em
were just running around, freaking out --
And just leaped into My Soul.
And They're still in there.

Indians scattered on dawn's highway bleeding
Ghosts crowd the young child's fragile eggshell mind.
Blood in the streets in the town of New Haven
Blood stains the roofs and the palm trees of Venice
Blood in my love in the terrible summer
Bloody red sun of fantastic L.A.

Blood screams her brain as they chop off her fingers
Blood will be born in the birth if a nation
Blood is the rose of mysterious union
Blood on the rise, it's following me.

Indian, Indian 
What Did You Die For?
Indian says, 
'Nothing at All.'




You're late.

Cowboy sneak-attack, Chief!

How are you?

Good to see you, pal.
Okay, big man!

Good to see you.
Ah, yes!

Good to see you, My Friend.

You Beauty!
Who is This?

And I am Diana.

Where did you find her?

She found me.

I plucked him from the sea.

It's a long story.
We don't have to talk about that right now.

What's there?

British tea for the Germans,
German beer for the British.
And, Edgar Rice Burroughs novels for both.

And guns!

Well, May We get What We Want!
May We get What We Need.
But May We never get What We Deserve.

She is sitting right there, next to you all, Fellas.

Strange thunder.

German 77s.
....Guns. Big ones.

It's The Front, out there.
The Evening Hate.

So, who do you fight for in This War?

I don't fight.

You're here for Profit, then?

No better place to be.

Nowhere better to be than in A War 
where you don't take A Side?

I have nowhere else.
The Last War took everything from My People.
We have nothing left.

At least here, I'm Free.

Who took that from Your People?

His People.

Don't go...
Don't go in. Don't go!
Don't! Boys, no!
Don't go in there!

You're safe.
You're safe. Are you okay?

Get off me, Woman!
Stop making a fussGod!

He sees Ghosts.

You're going to get cold.

Oh, I don't...
Don't worry about Charlie.
He doesn't mean anything by it.

Get out of there, now.
We've got to move!

You bloody animal, move!
Go on! Get on!

These animals, why are they hurting them?

Because they need to move, quick!
Like Us!


But This is not The Way.
I could Help Them.

There's no Time
Come on, Woman!

Mama!

That Man. He's wounded.

There is Nothing You can Do about it, Diana.
We must keep moving!

What is This?

You wanted me to take you to The War.
This is it.

So, where are The Germans?

A couple hundred yards across the field.
Their trench is...
Watch out!

Chief! It's good to see you!

Oi! Chief's back! He's back!

All right, let's move!

Diana, We have to go.


We need to help these people.

We have to stay on Mission.
The next safe crossing is at least a day away.

What are we waiting for?
We cannot leave without helping them.

These People are Dying.
They have nothing to eat, and in The Village.... 
Enslaved, she said!

I... I...

Women.


I understand that.

Children!


We need to make our next position by sundown.

How can you say that?
What is the matter with you?

This is No Man's Land, Diana!
It means no Man can cross it, all right?

This battalion has been here for nearly a year
and They barely gained an inch.

Because, on The Other Side, there are a bunch of Germans
pointing machine guns at every square inch of this place.

This is not something you can cross.
It's not possible.

So what? So, we do nothing?

No We, We are Doing Something.
We areWe just...

Steve.

We can't Save Everyone in This War.

Steve, Steve.

This is not What We Came Here to Do.

No -- But it's What I'm Going to Do.

Diana!

What the bloody hell is she playing at?

She's taking all the fire!
Let's go!

Stay down! Stay down!

That's an order!

Go, now!

She's done it!
She's got them on the run!

Get down, get down! She's done it!

Steve!

Let's go!

Come on, go!

Stay here. I'll go ahead.

What the...
Let's move!

We need more firepower.

Sniper!

Go!

Get in!

Charlie, Bell Tower!
Come on, Charlie. Shoot him!

Hey, it's okay.

Huh.

Follow me! Give me some cover!

Right!

We're going to put this on our backs,
and when I say golift hard!
Okay.

Diana! Shield!

Go!

Stay very, very still for me, My Friends.
Please. So important.
Thank you very much.
This has been such An Honour for me,
taking Your Photograph.
Thank You so much.

For all his talk of shooting,

he cannot shoot.

Not everyone gets to be
what they want to be all the time.

Me, I am an actor.

I love acting.

I didn't want to be a soldier.

But I'm the wrong color.

Everyone is fighting
their own battles, Diana.

Just as you are fighting yours.

It's too much.
I wish you well.

Thank you, thank you.

I'm on the, o the phone.

It's Veld. V-E-L-D.
It's a...

tiny village.

It may not even be on the map.

I found it! I found it!

Did you find Ludendorff's operation?

No, no, no. But I located him.

And, oh, lucky you,
he's only a few miles away,

at German High Command.

German High Command?

And so, intel reports

that Ludendorff is hosting a gala.

A sort of last hurrah

before the Germans sign the armistice.

And the Kaiser himself
is going to be there.

As well as Dr. Maru.

Actually, the gala could be perfect cover.

Captain Trevor.
Yes, sir.

You are under no circumstances,
to go anywhere

near that gala tomorrow night.
Do you hear me?

You'd be jeopardizing
everything we've worked for.

You cannot compromise the armistice.

Sir, there will be no armistice...
Steve!

Once Ludendorff bombs
the entire front line.

Hold on one second, sir.
You shouldn't...

You shouldn't be bothered
about upsetting the peace accord.

Why not?
Ares would never let...

What?

What is it?

Of course. It makes complete sense.

Ares developed a weapon,
the worst ever devised.

Ares? You mean Ludendorff.
No.

I mean Ares.

Ludendorff is Ares!

Sir, this is our last chance,

our final chance to find out where
the gas is and to learn how,

Ludendorff plans on delivering it.

No, no, no, no, no. I forbid it.

Do you hear me? I forbid it.

Sir, I'm losing you! Sir?

Hello?
Sir...

How likely is he to respect my wishes?

Not very likely, I'll be honest.

Sammy. Sammy, no, no, no, no.

Sammy, I have to work.
Please stop.

I gotta rustle up a German uniform.

I still have to plot the course
for tomorrow.

That's easy, boss. Come on.

There is nothing we can do
until tomorrow.

You said it yourself, Steve.

So, Madame, s'il vous plaît.

Incroyable!

Magnifique!

Thank you. Thank you.

Monsieur, s'il vous plaît.

Et voilà!
Merci, Sammy.

Et voilà!

You did this.

We did.

Do you have dancing on,

Paradise Island?

Dancing, yeah. Of course.

But these people are just,

swaying.

Okay, if you're going to...

be fighting the God of War,
I may as well teach you...

how to dance, you poor thing.

All right, probably without the gun.

Madame.

If you would.

Well,

if I'm going to a gala,
I'll need to know...

You're not going to the gala.
Of course I am.

No, you're not.
Why wouldn't I?

Well, for one,
you don't know how to dance.

I would argue that, they...

don't know how to dance.
Be polite, be polite.

All right. So, give me your hand.

Like so.

And I'm gonna put my arm,

around you like so.

And we just...

What did you call it? Sway?

Then you just sway.

You're awfully close.

That's what it's all about.

I see.

I haven't heard him sing in years.

It's... It's a snowfall.

Touch it.

It's magical!
It is, isn't it?

Steve Trevor :
Yeah it is.

Wonder Woman :
Is this what people do
when there are No Wars to fight?

Steve Trevor :
Yeah.
Yeah, this and other things.

Wonder Woman :
What things?

Steve Trevor :
They have breakfast.
They really love a breakfast.

And... They love to wake up,
and read the paper and go to work.

They get married.
Make some babies, 
grow old together. I guess.

Wonder Woman :
What is it like?

Steve Trevor :
I have no idea.

The Villagers gave them to us.

A gracious gift.
And They call us Heroes.

Wonder Woman :
You are.

Hey, fellas. I know that
I said This Job was Two Days and...
A Deal's a Deal.

You'd get lost without us.

Yeah.

We all know Diana is capable
of taking care of herself.
I'm worried that you won't make it.

There's no more money.

We've been paid enough.

Charlie :
….Maybe you're better off
without me, yeah?

Wonder Woman :
No, Charlie —
Who Will Sing for Us?

Yeah.

Oh, no, please.

Sing?



Saturday, 28 November 2020

Tuesday, 21 July 2020

LEPERS


Criminals are a superstitious cowardly lot. 


So my disguise must be able to strike Terror into their hearts. 

I must be a creature of the night, black, Terrible...


via GIPHY


via GIPHY

"I've seen Horrors, 
Horrors that you've seen. 

But you have no Right 
to call me A Murderer. 

You have a Right to Kill Me. 
You have The Rightto Do That 
But You Have No Right 
to Judge Me. 

Because it's Judgement 
that defeats Us."



The Batman: 
You're garbage who kills for money.

The Joker: 
Don't talk like One of Them. You're NOT
Even if you'd like to be. 

To Them, you're just a freak... like me..!!

They NEED you right now. 
But when They don't....

They’ll cast you out....
Like a Leper!
 









"I’m sure you’ve heard old fossils like me talk about 
Pearl Harbor, Yindel. 

Fact is, we mostly lie about it. 

We make it sound like we all leaped to our feet 
and went after the Axis on The Spot. 

Hell, we were scared. 

Rumors were flying, 
we thought the Japanese had taken California. 

We didn’t even have an army, so there we were, lying in bed pulling the sheets over our heads – 
and there was Roosevelt, on the radio, 
Strong and Sure, 
taking Fear and turning it into 
a Fighting Spirit

Almost overnight, we had Our Army. 
We won The War. 

Since then, Presidents have come and gone, 
each one seeming smaller, weaker… 
The Best of Them like faint echoes of Roosevelt -

A few years back, I was reading a news magazine – 
a lot of people with a lot of evidence 
said that Roosevelt knew Pearl was going to be attacked – 
and that he let it happen. 

Wasn’t proven. 
Things like that never are

I couldn’t stop thinking how horrible that would be… 
and how Pearl was what got us 
off our duffs in time to stop The Axis. 

A lot of Innocent Men died. 
But we won The War. 

It bounced back and forth in my head 
until I realised, 
I couldn’t Judge it. 

It was Too Big. 
He was Too Big…”


The Nazis are The Enemy. 

Wade into Them. 
Spill their blood. 
Shoot them in the belly.

When you put your hand into a bunch of goo that a moment before was Your Best Friend's Face --

You'll Know What to Do.


I worry that My Son might not understand what I've tried to be. 

And if I were to be killed, Willard, I would want someone to go to my home and tell my son everything – everything I did, everything you saw – because there's nothing that I detest more than the stench of lies

And if you understand me, Willard, you will do this for me.


 
Dear Son. 

I'm afraid that both you and your mother will have worried at not hearing from me during the past weeks, but my situation here has become a difficult one. 

I have been  officially accused of Murder by the army. 

The alleged victims were four Vietnamese double agents. 
 
We spent months uncovering then and accumulating evidence. 

When absolute proof was completed, we acted. We acted like soldiers. 
 
The charges are unjustified. 

They are, in fact, and under the circumstances of this conflict, quite completely insane.

In a war, there are many moments  for compassion and tender action. 
 
There are many moments for ruthless action. 

What is often called ruthless, but may, in many circumstances, be only clarity

Seeing clearly what there is to be done, and doing it directly, quickly, awake.

I will trust you tell your mother what you choose about this letter. 

As for the charges against me, I am unconcerned. 
I am beyond their timid, lying morality, and so I am beyond caring. 

You have all my faith. 

Your Loving Father.

Col. Walter E. Kurtz
 









“This negro, in the eyes of many, has been persecuted. Perhaps as an individual he was. But it was his misfortune to be the foremost example of the evil in permitting the intermarriage of whites and blacks.” 
 
— Asst U.S. Attourn. Gen. Harry Parkin 
 
“No brutality, no infamy, no degradation in all the years of Southern slavery, possessed such a villainous character and such atrocious qualities as the provision of the laws of Illinois, New York, Massachusetts, and other states which allow the marriage of the negro, Jack Johnson, to a woman of Caucasian strain.
 
Intermarriage between whites and blacks is repulsive and averse to every sentiment of pure American spirit. It is abhorrent and repugnant to the very principles of a pure Saxon government. It is subversive to social peace. It is destructive of moral supremacy, and ultimately this slavery of white women to black beasts will bring this nation to a conflict as fatal and as bloody as ever reddened the soil of Virginia or crimsoned the mountain paths of Pennsylvania… 
 
Let us uproot and exterminate now this debasing, ultrademoralizing, un-American and inhuman leprosy.” 
 
— Congressman Seaborn Roddenberry 
 
“It comes down, then, after all to this Unforgivable Blackness.” 
 
— W.E.B. Du Bois
 




I watched a, snail crawl along The Edge -- of a straight razor. 
That's My Dream. 
That's My Nightmare: Crawling, Slithering, along The Edge, of a straight razor --
and Surviving.




Have you ever considered any real Freedoms? 
Freedoms from the opinion of Others... even the opinions of yourself?






As long as cold beer, hot food, rock 'n' roll, and all the other amenities remain expected norm, our conduct of The War will only gain impotence.





I've seen Horrors, Horrors that you've seen. 
But you have no Right to call me a Murderer. 

You have a Right to Kill Me. 
You have a Right, to Do That - but You have No Right to Judge Me. 

It's impossible for words to describe what is necessary to those who do not know what Horror means. 

Horror! Horror has a Face, and you must make A Friend of Horror. 
Horror and Moral Terror are your friends. 
If they are not, then they are enemies to be feared. 
They are Truly Enemies.

I remember when I was with Special Forces. 
Seems a thousand centuries ago. 
We went into a camp to inoculate the children. 

We left the camp after we had inoculated the children for polio, and this old man came running after us and he was crying. 
He couldn't see. 
We went back there and they had come and hacked off every inoculated arm. 

There they were in a pile: a pile of little arms. 

And I remember I...I...I cried. 
I wept like some grandmother. 
I wanted to tear my teeth out. 
I didn't know what I wanted to do. 
And I want to remember it. 
I never want to forget it. 
I never want to forget. 

And then I realised, like I was shot — like I was shot with a diamond...a diamond bullet right through my forehead. 

And I thought: 
My God, the genius of that. The genius! 

The will to do that: perfect, genuine, complete, crystalline, pure. 

And then I realised, They were stronger than We, because They could stand it. 


These were not monsters. 
These were men, trained cadres — these men who fought with their hearts, who had families, who have children, who are filled with love — but they had the strength — the strength! — to do that. 

If I had ten divisions of those men our troubles here would be over very quickly. 
You have to have men who are moral and at the same time who are able to utilise their primordial instincts to kill without feeling, without passion, judgement. 

Without Judgement!

Because it's Judgement that defeats us.

We train Young Men to drop Fire on people, but their commanders won't allow them to write "fuck" on their airplanes because it's obscene!





I worry that My Son might not understand what I've tried to be. 

And if I were to be killed, Willard, I would want someone to go to My Home and tell My Son everything – everything I did, everything you saw – because there's nothing that I detest more than the stench of lies. 

And if you understand me, Willard, you will do this for me.





Let me tell you one story here, 
of a Samurai Warrior, a Japanese warrior, 
who had The Duty to avenge 
the murder of his overlord. 

And he actually, after some time, 
found and cornered the man 
who had murdered his overlord. 

And he was about to deal with him 
with his samurai sword, 
when this man in the corner, 
in The Passion of Terror
spat in his face. 

And The Samurai sheathed The Sword 
and walked away. 

WHY Did He Do That?

BILL MOYERS:
Why?

JOSEPH CAMPBELL:
Because, he was made angry, 
and if he had killed that man then
it would have a Personal Act
of another kind of act, 
and That was NOT 
What He Had Come There to Do.