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Lead guitarist of Devo bites the dust… ;o

Sadly, it seems the second-Mongoloid-in-command, Bob Casale, has left us…

http://eprotoeu.mtiny.com/article.ftl?id=512200&cc=ND

It will be imperative to resurrect him post-Singularity so he can do this again:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=F2tZqXWa7no

Given that Devo foresaw the devo-lution of humanity well before “Idiocracy”, it will be ironic to see “Are we Not Men — We are Devo!” performed by robots containing the uploaded minds of the members of Devo 😉 …  (Followed up perhaps by Post Post Modern Man ?)

Really though — It’s a weird feeling to see the musicians I enjoyed in my teen years, who seemed so young and robust, bite the dust one after the other….  Such a ridiculous loss of talent, knowledge, soul….

Fortunately, we are moving toward radical life extension now, in a serious way.   Unfortunately, we are moving in that direction far more slowly than we could be, due to our society prioritizing various things like warfare, lingerie, shiny cars, plastic Jesuses and chocolatier chocolate over working toward the end of the suffering that aging and death bring.

And so it goes at this time in this plane of being.

But of course, as my beloved comrade Gino says, “Right here, right now it’s good to be alive.”

Which unfortunately Bob Casale is no more.

And let us admire the poetry once again 😉

MONGOLOID HE WAS A MONGOLOID
HAPPIER THAN YOU AND ME
MONGOLOID HE WAS A MONGOLOID
AND IT DETERMINED WHAT HE COULD SEE
MONGOLOID HE WAS A MONGOLOID
ONE CHROMOSOME TOO MANY
MONGOLOID HE WAS A MONGOLOID
AND IT DETERMINED WHAT HE COULD SEE
AND HE WORE A HAT
AND HE HAD A JOB
AND HE BROUGHT HOME THE BACON
SO THAT NO ONE KNEW
MONGOLOID, MONGOLOID
HIS FRIENDS WERE UNAWARE
MONGOLOID, MONGOLOID
NOBODY EVEN CARED
MONGOLOID HE WAS A MONGOLOID
ONE CHROMOSOME TOO MANY
MONGOLOID HE WAS A MONGOLOID
AND IT DETERMINED WHAT HE COULD SEE
AND HE WORE A HAT
AND HE HAD A JOB
AND HE BROUGHT HOME THE BACON
SO THAT NO ONE KNEW

And of course that classic of 20th century philosophy, Freedom of Choice:

In ancient Rome, there was a poem
About a dog, who found two bones
He licked the one, he licked the other,
He went in circles until he dropped dead

Freedom of choice is what you’ve got
Freedom from choice is what you want…

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