{"id":1341,"date":"2004-10-27T01:02:30","date_gmt":"2004-10-27T01:02:30","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/ubuntu.my\/wp30\/archives\/2004\/10\/27\/eminems_mosh.html"},"modified":"2004-10-27T01:02:30","modified_gmt":"2004-10-27T01:02:30","slug":"eminems_mosh","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.zephoria.org\/thoughts\/archives\/2004\/10\/27\/eminems_mosh.html","title":{"rendered":"eminem&#8217;s mosh"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><a href=\"http:\/\/www.gnn.tv\/videos\/video.php?id=27\"><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/www.gnn.tv\/_cgi\/_cache\/crop-center-middle-180-135-no-[-]_var[-]videos[-]27-14ddaecd04aa83245fff1fb06b4a0914.jpg\" align=\"left\" hspace=\"5\" vspace=\"5\" border=\"0\">Eminem&#8217;s video for his new song Mosh<\/a> brings me to tears.  Regardless of what anyone things of Eminem, i&#8217;ve always loved his willingness to fight, to be resistant to contemporary society even while being framed as mainstream.  This video, put out by the Guerrilla News Network shows the anger and frustration of poor and marginalized populations, upset with Bush for the way that he&#8217;s destroyed the fabric of this country.  It is a call to action, urging people to get out and vote.  It is a rhythmic composition of completely radical and political rhetoric.  It is a call to action for youth and for the disenfranchised.  I sure hope that the youth get out to vote this time.  They need to stand up for themselves before they become yet another group abused by this regime.<\/p>\n<p><b>Update:<\/b> The lyrics are in the extended entry for those who want to know what is being said.<\/p>\n<p><!--more--><br \/>\nScreenshot from &#8216;Mosh&#8217;<\/p>\n<p>I pledge allegiance to the flag of the United States of America<br \/>\nAnd to the Republic for which it stands<br \/>\nOne nation under God<br \/>\nIndivisible<br \/>\nIt feels so good to be back..]<\/p>\n<p>Scrutinize every word, memorize every line<br \/>\nI spit it once, refuel, reenergize, and rewind<br \/>\nI give sight to the blind, mind sight through the mind<br \/>\nI exercise my right to express when I feel it&#8217;s time<br \/>\nIt&#8217;s just all in your mind, what you interpret it as<br \/>\nI say to fight you take it as I&#8217;m gonna whip someone&#8217;s ass<br \/>\nIf you don&#8217;t understand don&#8217;t even bother to ask<br \/>\nA father who has grown up with a fatherless past<br \/>\nWho has blown up now to rap phenomenon that has<br \/>\nOr at least shows no difficulty multi taskin<br \/>\nAnd juggling both, perhaps mastered his craft slash<br \/>\nEntrepreneur who has held long too few more rap acts<br \/>\nWho has had a few obstacles thrown his way through the last half<br \/>\nOf his career typical manure moving past that<br \/>\nMister kiss his ass crack, he&#8217;s a class act<br \/>\nRubber band man, yea he just snaps back<\/p>\n<p>Come along, follow me as I lead through the darkness<br \/>\nAs I provide just enough spark, that we need to proceed<br \/>\nCarry on, give me hope, give me strength,<br \/>\nCome with me, and I won&#8217;t steer you wrong<br \/>\nPut your faith and your trust as I guide us through the fog<br \/>\nTill the light, at the end, of the tunnel, we gonna fight,<br \/>\nWe gonna charge, we gonna stomp, we gonna march through the swamp<br \/>\nWe gonna mosh through the marsh, take us right through the doors<\/p>\n<p>To the people up top, on the side and the middle,<br \/>\nCome together, let&#8217;s all bomb and swamp just a little<br \/>\nJust let it gradually build, from the front to the back<br \/>\nAll you can see is a sea of people, some white and some black<br \/>\nDon&#8217;t matter what color, all that matters is we gathered together<br \/>\nTo celebrate for the same cause, no matter the weather<br \/>\nIf it rains let it rain, yea the wetter the better<br \/>\nThey ain&#8217;t gonna stop us, they can&#8217;t, we&#8217;re stronger now more then ever,<br \/>\nThey tell us no we say yea, they tell us stop we say go,<br \/>\nRebel with a rebel yell, raise hell we gonna let em know<br \/>\nStomp, push up, mush, fuck Bush, until they bring our troops home come on just . . .<\/p>\n<p>Come along, follow me as I lead through the darkness<br \/>\nAs I provide just enough spark, that we need to proceed<br \/>\nCarry on, give me hope, give me strength,<br \/>\nCome with me, and I won&#8217;t steer you wrong<br \/>\nPut your faith and your trust as I guide us through the fog<br \/>\nTill the light, at the end, of the tunnel, we gonna fight,<br \/>\nWe gonna charge, we gonna stomp, we gonna march through the swamp<br \/>\nWe gonna mosh through the marsh, take us right through the doors, come on<\/p>\n<p>Imagine it pouring, it&#8217;s raining down on us,<br \/>\nMosh pits outside the oval office<br \/>\nSomeone&#8217;s trying to tell us something, maybe this is God just saying<br \/>\nwe&#8217;re responsible for this monster, this coward, that we have empowered<br \/>\nThis is Bin Laden, look at his head nodding,<br \/>\nHow could we allow something like this, Without pumping our fist<br \/>\nNow this is our, final hour<br \/>\nLet me be the voice, and your strength, and your choice<br \/>\nLet me simplify the rhyme, just to amplify the noise<br \/>\nTry to amplify the times it, and multiply it by six<br \/>\nTeen million people are equal of this high pitch<br \/>\nMaybe we can reach Al Quaida through my speech<br \/>\nLet the President answer on high anarchy<br \/>\nStrap him with AK-47, let him go<br \/>\nFight his own war, let him impress daddy that way<br \/>\nNo more blood for oil, we got our own battles to fight on our soil<br \/>\nNo more psychological warfare to trick us to think that we ain&#8217;t loyal<br \/>\nIf we don&#8217;t serve our own country we&#8217;re patronizing a hero<br \/>\nLook in his eyes, it&#8217;s all lies, the stars and stripes<br \/>\nThey&#8217;ve been swiped, washed out and wiped,<br \/>\nAnd Replaced with his own face, mosh now or die<br \/>\nIf I get sniped tonight you&#8217;ll know why, because I told you to fight<\/p>\n<p>So come along, follow me as I lead through the darkness<br \/>\nAs I provide just enough spark, that we need to proceed<br \/>\nCarry on, give me hope, give me strength,<br \/>\nCome with me, and I won&#8217;t steer you wrong<br \/>\nPut your faith and your trust as I guide us through the fog<br \/>\nTill the light, at the end, of the tunnel, we gonna fight,<br \/>\nWe gonna charge, we gonna stomp, we gonna march through the swamp<br \/>\nWe gonna mosh through the marsh, take us right through the doors<\/p>\n<p>[Eminem speaking angrily]<br \/>\nAnd as we proceed, to mosh through this desert storm, in these closing statements, if they should argue, let us beg to differ, as we set aside our differences, and assemble our own army, to disarm this weapon of mass destruction that we call our president, for the present, and mosh for the future of our next generation, to speak and be heard, Mr. President, Mr. Senator<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Eminem&#8217;s video for his new song Mosh brings me to tears. Regardless of what anyone things of Eminem, i&#8217;ve always loved his willingness to fight, to be resistant to contemporary society even while being framed as mainstream. This video, put out by the Guerrilla News Network shows the anger and frustration of poor and marginalized [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_s2mail":"","footnotes":""},"categories":[13],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-1341","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-politics"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.zephoria.org\/thoughts\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1341","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.zephoria.org\/thoughts\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.zephoria.org\/thoughts\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.zephoria.org\/thoughts\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.zephoria.org\/thoughts\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1341"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.zephoria.org\/thoughts\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1341\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.zephoria.org\/thoughts\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1341"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.zephoria.org\/thoughts\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1341"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.zephoria.org\/thoughts\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1341"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}