Wednesday, December 19, 2007

Uncle Sam and I


Last night, while I was sweeping the minesweeper procrastinating from the 50 page thesis I had to prepare on Globalization, I felt that my eyes were strained and that I needed to get a little shut-eye. I passed out as soon as I hit the sheets. During the R.E.M. phase, I dreamt of an anomalous individual who introduced himself as Uncle Sam. We were conversing in a whimsical and poetic tone and he was very honest about his opinions. I’ll let you be the maestro but I must warn you, he was very honest:

Me: Who are you? You look familiar.

Uncle Sam: This is Uncle Sam, the American solicitor.

Me: How can you believe in the states that keep deceit, a sacred as a holy book, a fallacy as a need?

Uncle Sam: My my my… what have we here? Sounds like a rebel has finally appeared.

Me: Your empire's built on lies! Democracy it conspires!

Uncle Sam: Rome wasn’t built with kisses and flowers.

Me: So you impose restrictions on trade or force brutal blockades!? That is unnecessary, imagine a world as one!

Uncle Sam: Hegemony or nothing- the choice is made and done.

Me: Look at the strength of your corporations. The prerogative of their power has burned down nations!

Uncle Sam: We can’t compromise for less than perfection!

Me: Repression has never succeeded as far as my recollection. Your future’s foundation is void. The trouble went through is in vain.

Uncle Sam: That ain’t no problem sunny boy. If in trouble - we’ll invade. Success is measured with material means. It’s a culture we’ve preserved, tagged as the American Dream! The loftier the wallets, the more we’ve achieved.

Me: How can you possibly think you’ll get away?

Uncle Sam: With help from my peers, I don’t even have to fray: Rupert’s the illusionist, Dick’s the mastermind. Bush is the slapsticker who pulls it off with a smile and your countries are the donkeys we’re taking out for a ride.

Me: Are you insane? What if your countrymen discover?

Uncle Sam: That sure will happen when they awake from their slumber. But worse comes to worse, there’s always the sixth borough. A little help from the Jews for all the dollars that they’ve borrowed!

Me: Ok. Seriously, wtf?

Uncle Sam: WTF, WTO, GATT, IMF the UN. They’re all governed by America. No one is going to be able to stop us. We are the greatest country on this planet and there’s nothing you little piece of $h#$% can do to stop us now! Oh and by the way, we’ve tapped all our citizens’ phone lines so that we can spy on their conversations. Big brother is watching y'all!

Me: Ah George Orwell, I wouldn’t have thought you were into that kind of stuff.

Uncle Sam: Sometimes, you know when I get exhausted from holding a tense face on a poster and calling out for people to join the army….

And so it went. My day was ruined when I awoke. It was more of a revelation to me than anything else. I never would have guessed he’d heard of 1984.

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