When the world is falling apart…

Because the political hyperbole has seeped into daily lives and, of course, businesses, I was again reminded of what my mentor in advertising always drummed into us young creatives: Read the newspapers and understand what mood the world is in and how and where the product you’re marketing fits in. 

Of course, it’s a very different world today with the primary source of information and misinformation coming from the online world, which, to be perfectly honest, is something like a cross between “Coronation Street”, any reality show, “Fawlty Towers” and the contents section of anything on Facebook or the free-for-all that’s the Musky nesting place known as X. 

Maybe this is why so many play-act at being “advertising and marketing” executives when they are actually clueless about their roles as are Human Resources or whoever approved their hires very possibly by skimming through what’s mainly that meeting place for the great unemployed known as LinkedIn.

Let’s just also face the fact that “leadership” is not exactly bristling with visionary talent these days.

It’s more often than not, a dodgy dog and pony show lacking credibility and led by Corporate bollocks and hypocrisy. 

No one believes in anyone or anything these days because we’re drowning in the same shallow end of the pool, but when ruled by fear, we become Klingons and slaves to the masters. 

Some of us might think we have kernels of ideas, but where do they fit into something or anything and where are those who might help take it forward?

Aren’t we usually surrounded by inexperienced players in a shell game who are bluffing their way through life? 

Sure, some are making obscene amounts of money for what they supposedly bring to the table, but when they own the table, it’s all about survival and shining and kissing the right shoes. 

Can something like music make this a better world? 

Maybe it can help, but in this free streaming Spotify world, there’s a need for another round of Beatlemania before this happens.

What else? Money and then making more and more money? And then?

Apart from a comfortable lifestyle, let’s just remember that you can’t take monetary wealth with you, and, as we are seeing all around the world, Power Corrupts and the peasants are mighty pissed off. 

Remember Marie Antoinette.

With an online world to contend with, we’re pretty much like “Pigs In Space”, floating through life on a wing and a prayer and plenty of fibs- often to ourselves. 

We’re in Survival Mode and playing for time and hoping no one notices until the balloon of hyperbole is pricked and the truth comes out like Jumping Jack Gas.

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Taylor is getting 

rather Lively 

And CNN is hawking 

a book on Sleepy Joe

Bad timing and are

all bets off?

Politics have become 

extremely showbiz

If X marks the spot 

I don’t want to be in it

Drowning in the clutter 

of anger and hate 

Just never cut it 

Whatever happened to 

Flower Power?

Did it all go to pot?

Did it become 

some Purple Haze?

That wasn’t saying much 

Greed feeds on greed 

And I see it pretty much 

everywhere I go 

The fat cats are getting fatter 

And slime always 

moves so slow

Fear might buy loyalty 

but hypocrisy doesn’t 

buy trust 

Careful when you 

turn your back 

You just might have 

run outta luck 

I think about what 

the children will inherit 

When we’re no longer here 

But while we’re caught up 

in the Here and Now

What are we doing

to make those 

clouds disappear?

I will always 

love Jim Henson 

The Muppets and 

Spielberg’s E.T.

They lit up my heart light 

And stirred my imagination 

Who among us 

didn’t want an encounter 

of a third kind?

And to just fly away 

without doubts or hesitation?

We’re stumbling now 

And fear the unknown 

We’ve got our 

priorities back to front 

And often feel all alone 

“God Only Knows” is

playing in my head 

I might not have 

always loved you 

But you know 

I did my best 

We’re not Woke 

We’re just asleep 

To everything toxic 

in the world 

George’s guitar 

weeps so gently 

And we’re on a 

long and winding road 

The Blobby Orange is 

beyond redemption 

Not that he even cares

He’s only about making

Artful Dodger deals

until the cupboard is bare

There are black sheep 

in the family 

Everyone has 

a hand to play 

It comes down 

to the cards you draw

King trumps Queen 

But maybe not always

It appears that the world 

is still looking for Hope 

It’s something money 

cannot buy 

And pinned against the ropes

The Great Divide has 

become a black hole 

It needs help 

And it’s called Hope 

That online world is 

winning the war

It’s got so many hooked 

And they can’t withdraw

They’re so deep into 

the TikTok clutter 

They’re even 

breaking the law

I’m just doing 

the very best I can 

I don’t listen 

And don’t do the dance 

I don’t follow anything 

Except for what’s in my heart 

No time for fools and horses 

And those 

peddling false starts

It’s time to 

make some changes 

And rise above it all 

Pick myself up 

If I might fall 

Time to get 

lost in the music 

And hear sweet harmonies 

All the talking 

is coming up empty 

Along with the sounds of 

well rehearsed Hypocrisy

Copyright ©️ Hans Ebert

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