people knew than any other.
And so, when the global population, in perfect
unanimity, demanded a new World Peoples' National
Anthem, there wasn't even a question about
who they'd want to write, perform and
produce it.
Despite all our prior successes, and the degree to which, therefore, we were full of ourselves, we were still extremely moved by this outpouring of respect and trust and admiration, and so immediately and totally immersed ourselves in the project -- producing for them, in the end, a stirring, patriotic hymn about how the World Telephone & Intelligence Agency waits |
until there are 300 people it wants to get rid of, then sticks them all on the same airplane at the same time, and crashes it. This anthem gave the people an identity, and brought them closer together, and gave them the strength to make the tough decisions -- like the decision between going with an audio/video display of the psycho-pathology of a single, animal neuro-transmission -- on the one hand -- or going with a fast-cut sequence of blurry, high-action shots made jumping off roller-coasters into rapids and swimming upstream against shark attacks to top secret shuttle bases where government-sponsored prostitution is being dished out to wealthy, compulsive liars in exchange for highly-classified, artificial intelligence software
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