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jobsinla:

I was thinking about the bi-partisan dictatorship and thought about the government and politicians who make decisions and how they don’t represent me or anyone at all, and I remembered the lyrics to this song. Fuck the rules. Fuck authority. Fuck the system. Don’t listen to the police! Don’t listen to the government. Don’t listen to your parents. Don’t accept representatives. Don’t accept the 1%. Don’t accept capitalism! Live it up. This is a global revolution. This is THE revolution! NO WORK! NO SCHOOL! DON’T BUY ANYTHING! MAY 1st GENERAL STRIKE!

I’m sitting in my room, when my mom and my dad came in. they pulled up a chair and they sat down. They go “Mike, we need to talk to you.” And I go “ok, what’s the matter?” They go “me and your mom, we’ve noticed that lately you’ve been having a lot of problems, and you’ve been going off for no reason, and we’re afraid you’re going to hurt somebody, and we’re afraid you’re going to hurt yourself. So we decided that it would be in your best interest if we put you somewhere where you could get the help that you need.” And I go “wait, what are you talking about, WE decided? MY best interests? How do you know what MY best interest is? How can you say what MY best interest is? What are you trying to say? I’M crazy? When I went to YOUR schools, I went to YOUR churches, I went to YOUR institutional learning facilities? So how can you say I’M crazy?” They say they’re gonna fix my brain. Alleviate my suffering and my pain. But by the time they fix my head, mentally I’ll be dead. 

I’m not crazy - INSTITUTIONALIZED!!! You’re the one who’s crazy - INSTITUTIONALIZED!!! You’re driving me crazy - INSTITUTIONALIZED!!!

They stuck me in an institution, said it was the only solution to give me the needed professional help, to protect me from the enemy, myself.

Take the power back!