"satisfied with appearances, as though they were realities"

[Minstrel Boy]

"He who desires to reform the government of a state, and wishes to have it accepted and capable of maintainting itself to the satisfaction of everybody, must at least retain the semblance of the old forms; so that it may seem to the people that there has been no change in the institutions, even though in fact they are entirely different from the old ones. For the great majority of mankind are satisfied with appearances, as though they were realities, and are often even more influenced by the things that seem than by those that are."

Machiavelli reports, you decide.

[seemslikeadream]

1. Come Talk To Me

The wretched desert takes its form, the jackal proud and tight
In search of you, I feel my way, though the slowest heaving night
Whatever fear invents, I swear it make no sense
I reach through the border fence
Come down, come talk to me

Ah please talk to me
Won't you please talk to me
We can unlock this misery
Come on, come talk to me

I can imagine the moment
Breaking out through the silence
All the things that we both might say
And the heart it will not be denied
'Til we're both on the same damn side
All the barriers blown away

Peter Gabriel

[Veggie Meathead]

2. A perfect description of our Stepford Nation.

[loudsue]

3. Holy moly! That gave me chills....

That describes the country I'm living in!

Yikes! Good catch!

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