MEA CULPA. MEA CULPA. MEA [Expletive] CULPA.

I can’t say it enough.

I am truly sorry. So bloody sorry for what I wrote just 114 days ago on June 9th at post #525. I say this unreservedly.

I feel like I let you ALL down- exposed you to potential harm. That is not what I intended this music site gwilliamrexunderground365l to be.

Here are some of the words I wrote then that now haunt me. It starts with the title-

“THE COMING APOCALYPSE”

And words like these:

“SORRY TO BE SO NEGATIVE …BUT THERE IS MUCH TO BE CONCERNED ABOUT TODAY AND TOMORROW.”

And:

“There is a danger in the air today. The air is acrid with the smell of obscene amounts of money being spent indiscriminately and irrationally. Panic buying.”

“These things are all the signs of the coming apocalypse.”

I sincerely regret saying these things in a post because while accurate they were EGREGIOUSLY GROSSLY UNDERSTATED.

The actual situation today is much, much worse than even I imagined, or dared to say. I am sorry I so grossly understated the threat to rationale thought caused by the utter nonsense that is the following of the world’s favourite singer.

Back then I was railing against numbskulls with unlimited pocket books paying $28,000 per to see her perform in Detroit. I was railing against jacked up parking rates for our attendance at the Detroit Tigers game on concert day.

No, my friends, this is much, much worse than that. The Intellectual Doomsday clock just made a quick move towards midnight.

The reason?

Sunday Night Football had the highest TV ratings of the year by a large margin.

So what you say?

I say “so” because millions of Zombie- like automatons (mostly teenage girls) tuned into the game for the sole reason to crave glimpses of this pop tart watch her new bracelet- giving boyfriend play football from a luxury suite. (Or is it “sweet”?)

I am so utterly depressed.

Let me be clear. I am not talking about persons liking her music. That is art and art is subjective. To each, their own.

If people want to obsess over her music and concerts, so be it.

For example, by comparison, I am not talking about persons standing for hours (or days) outside to pay their anonymous respect to a Monarch or politician. I am not talking about that type of dedication and devotion much as I might not do it myself.

No. No. At least those persons are actually engaged in the activity (remote and anonymous as it might be.)

[Ed. Note- Hey rex – what about the madness of a nearly 68 year old man boarding a train at 5:40 am a week ago to travel to Toronto to see a favourite shoegaze band in a venue holding 2,400? Where does that fit?]

[Rex- Ignore that editorial intrusion.]

Some are worried about the threat to society as rapid developments in AI move closer to the day when robots can self- identify and recreate themselves. At least that involves “intelligence.”

That actually may be an improvement over this inanity- persons giving up precious time to pursue an glimpse on tv of someone who sings songs they like socializing at a football game! How mindless. I guess 3 weeks ago- ie. BB (Before Bracelet) many of these lemmings cared zero about NFL. No, I am sure, like her, they are quickly learning the rules.

Fortunately, I didn’t watch the game because of a lack of interest. From what I have seen/ heard in the media, I would have lasted less than 30 seconds anyway given they showed her ad nauseum throughout the game.

Whatever red drink I saw her consuming in an online photo the next day will undoubtedly become the drink of choice for a generation- or at least at a few weeks.

It was reported his jerseys have sold out everywhere and that 7 times the normal number of prop bets were made with him the subject of the bet. (Huh? I guess the thinking is “he’s with her so he will do well? Really?)

Apparently the ads for the game were stuffed with the two of them both shilling whatever.

If she ever goes on stage and performs wearing one of his jerseys I warn you to stop what you are doing, head immediately to your basement bunker and seal the door. It will be the utter end of rational thought.

By way of comparison beseech you as friends that if you ever learn I have started watching Premier League games involving MANCHESTER UNITED in the hope that I might get a glimpse of my musical hero PETER HOOK sat in a luxury suite you know what to do. (Hell, you know what to do even if you learn I have started watching Premier League Football!)

In conclusion, I am so sorry that I failed to FULLY warn you of the coming intellectual Armageddon we are facing.

I thought I had done my duty. I thought I had demonstrated the courage in June to stand more decisively against the tide to warn you all. I did that against the threat of a tsunami of ill will from her fans. In the end, I guess I subconsciously chickened out and softened the message too much so as to not fully offend anyone in the Group.

Shame On Me.

Although this development was as obvious as getting hit by a Mack Truck while standing on a busy highway in a pre dawn fog, I just didn’t see the situation deteriorating this hauntingly and, this quickly. I didn’t understand that our society may have already had a collective lobotomy and this is just one of the symptoms.

Time for a song to give you some reprieve from the madness (and the fear.) Here is the 90’s Washington D.C. (via Virginia) indie outfit VELOCITY GIRL with ‘Sorry Again’ from their 1994 LP “Sympatico” on the SUB POP label.

Hopefully, this will help in some small way.

SPOTIFY-

https://spotify.link/9hwphZ7WBDb

SONG 640)

Play Even Louder Or Perish

10/4/2023