What if we could organize society around the needs of everyone, instead of the desires of the few? What if we actually organized society around real lives, the kind most of us live, instead of the impossible dreams of the rich?
Most people do not want to start or own or run businesses. They have a different walk of life in mind. They move to a different drum beat and that takes them somewhere else. They hear a different kind of music in the wind. They choose not to hear another, even though the air seems saturated with discord these days. To them, to most of us, business is not the ultimate goal of life. It is, in a sense, a necessary evil, something that is merely a means to an end, not an end in itself. To them, to most of us, business is not what we live for. But our … Click to continue . . .
Texas is a band. It’s a Scottish band, which took its name from a Wim Wenders’ film, “Paris, Texas.” References shooting across the Pond. Back and forth, from Dusseldorf, to Glasgow, to inner Elvis smiles. Smiles for the grrrls. And round abouts. Clones of her. Clones of we. Because we think we can do 180 and do it again. Because if we do 180 often enough, we reach ourselves, eventually, say what you want.
I don’t know about you, but I’ve had enough of me mine me mine, and see a need for we. Us. All of us. Sharleen Spiteri is so good, so cool, so mixed and controlled and exhilarated by the clonishness of many hers that she breaks through and past the idea of me mine into we. Us. Because of us. Or, something. As Hollywood would have us believe my so-called life.