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Picture a thirteen-year-old boy sitting in the living room of his family home doing his math assignment while wearing his [ipod] headphones or watching MTV. He enjoys the liberties hard won over centuries by the alliance of philosophic genius and political heroism, consecrated by the blood of martyrs; he is provided with comfort and leisure by the most productive economy ever known to mankind; science has penetrated the secrets of nature in order to provide him with the marvelous, lifelike electronic sound and image reproduction he is enjoying. And in what does progress culminate? A pubescent child whose body throbs with orgasmic rhythms; whose feelings are made articulate in hymns to the joys of onanism or the killing of parents; whose ambition is to win fame and wealth in imitating the drag-queen who makes the music. In short, life is made into a nonstop, comercially prepackaged masturbational fantasy.
Thoughts from the type of person described (that is, roughly 80% of OT)? Thoughts from others? Does this accurately capture the music obsession that so many young people hold? If you are one of said music lovers, are you thinking to yourself "well yeah, lots of music lovers are like that, but not me!". Are you sure you aren't like that? How sure? Are you sure that you wouldn't be more virtuous without the ipod on 24/7?
My thoughts: I agree with the author!