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So I'm sitting here at the computer listening to a stream of music consisting of two-decade old songs which, as determined by a proprietary algorithm based on aggregate data from zillions of users all over the world, are generally well-liked by fans of an artist whose latest work-in-progress has been made available online one mp3 at a time, and I'm feeling both old (for needing to hear 20-year-old music this morning) and young (having flashbacks to 12th-grade guitar class where a couple of guys are making fun of an Outfield song (and I hear "Voices in Babylon" now and can't believe I forgot there was an Outfield song I genuinely like) and talking about how classic rock was so much better than the crap in the top 40 in 1987 while I'm wondering if I'll understand anything in calculus next period) and, as I wonder how many of my friends all over the world are awake at this moment, I'm looking at a page with my syndicated feeds on it and see that the link to an article about church members getting kicked out because they didn't vote for Bush is followed on the page by the Bible verse "For am I now seeking the approval of man, or of God? Or am I trying to please man? If I were still trying to please man, I would not be a servant of Christ" and the irony pleases me so much I want to share it with a bunch of people I've never met.

If someone two hundred years from now writes a historical novel set in the year 2005, this is the kind of moment I hope they think to include. They'll probably write about Britney Spears instead.

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well, i think those church-goers should shake the dust off their feet and rejoice in persecution. what a jerk of a pastor.

>They'll probably write about Britney Spears instead.

God help us, you're probably right.

Or maybe they'll write about American Idol and the scandal involving Paula Abdul. (What scandal? I haven't a clue, but Paula's picture keeps showing up in the AOL Welcome screen.)

Speaking of Midge Ure as you were earlier, here are lyrics from one of his solo songs that's running through my head right now:

High upon a hillside, a preacher tells a story to a crowd
He tells the same old story, a thousand times he's read that story loud
He wants to give the answers but his words are only
Answers to nothing

Lying in my bedroom, a man comes on my TV with a grin
He tells me to believe him, he said that I should put my faith in him
He says he has the answers, but his words are only
Answers to nothing

Oh, oh, oh, believed for the last time
Oh, oh, oh, deceived for the last time

Hear the chosen leaders say we can't stay sitting on the fence
Believe the stuff they feed us, they're buying guns and bombs for our defence
They think this is the answer, but their thoughts are only
Answers to nothing

Where is all the friendship, how can all the comradeship be done
What of all the teachings, what of things we learned when we were young
It doesn't bear the asking, 'cos the answers given were
Answers to nothing

Oh, oh, oh, lied for the last time
Oh, oh, oh, died for the last time
Oh, oh, oh, cried for the last time, this time
Oh, oh, oh, believed for the last time
Oh, oh, oh, deceived for the last time
Oh, oh, oh, believed for the last time, this time

wow, harsh. i never heard that one.