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 Posted 14-11-2006 20:30 by Psychonaut |
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Interviewer: Well... Where are you coming from? Blaise Bailey Finnegan III: (pause) Well... I don't like
the way the country's ran, don't you know, and, erm...
that's pretty much what i was expressing in my poem. The
government... the American government - they're sneaky,
they're very deceitful, they're liars, they're
cheats, they're rip-offs. I mean, the American government
is one systematic government that...that nobody can trust. I
don't trust them myself. Interviewer: And how
long have you been writing for? Blaise Bailey
Finnegan III: Huh? Interviewer: How long have you
been writing for? Blaise Bailey Finnegan III: Since
I was four. Interviewer: Do you do this sort of
thing a lot, like, open-mic kinda questions? Blaise
Bailey Finnegan III: Oh, I love open-mics, I love coming here to
do open-mics, absolutely. Interviewer: What kind of
reactions do you usually get? Blaise Bailey Finnegan
III: Usually, people are... are pretty much in agreement with
what I'm saying. Interviewer: We overheard you
before talking about... you went to court today for a speeding
ticket? Blaise Bailey Finnegan III: That's
accurate. Interviewer: right. Do you wanna tell us
that story? Blaise Bailey Finnegan III: Yes,
absolutely, I wouldn't mind telling you the story. Erm... I
went to court today for a speeding ticket, and I told the judge,
erm... "Let me tell you something, and you listen and you listen
good, I'm only gonna say this one time and one time only, I
don't repeat myself for nobody," I said. I says...
"I'm here to pay a speeding ticket, not to listen to your
lectures and hear you run your mouth for an hour." I says
"I'm here to pay off my speeding ticket ...and I'm
here to get my fines out of the way and get the fuck to work."
The judge says "You can't talk like that in my courtroom,
you're in contempt of court." then I said... I told the
judge, "If that's the best you can do, I feel sorry for
you." I said "Why don't you just shut your fucking mouth
for once and listen." I said "I'm not gonna take any shit."
I said "I'm gonna pay my speeding ticket like I said." I
walked up to the god damn judge and I hand him my 25 dollars and
I says "Here's my money, now I am leaving." And I
left it at that. (At this point the interview fades
whilst the music grows in intensity) Then, before I
left, I turned around and told the judge "I'm here to state
who I am and be honest with you." I said "If they thought I was
dangerous on the road like you're trying to accuse me of,
wouldn't they have taken my license when I first got it?
Yes they would." And the judge says "Yeah, you have a point," He
goes "You don't need to get loud," I said "Don't get
loud?" I says "I've got every right to get loud." I says
"You can't do a god damn thing about it, because I'm
expressing myself in your court, and there is nothing you can do
about it. You think you're god because you have a robe and
you can put people up the goddamn river for 20 years? Well
you're not." And I left it at that. Interviewer: Did you walk away? Blaise Bailey
Finnegan III: Yes I did... I don't like the judicial
system, I don't like the government system, I don't
like the police, I don't like anything to do with this
country's government. I just don't like it, because...
they're sneaky, like I said - they're deceitful,
they're lying, they're cheats, they rip people off.
That's the American government for you. America is a third
world country, and people don't recognise it... and I think
that that's pretty god damn sad, that they don't
recognise their own country as a third world, third rate, third
class slum. Interviewer: Well... Do you have any
weapons? Blaise Bailey Finnegan III: Yes, I do. I
own a high-powered assault rifle, I own a 12-gauge double barrel
shotgun, I own a regular shotgun, I own a regular hunting rifle,
I own a 9mm, a 357, a 45 handgun, a 38 special, and, erm... I
own an m-16 fully automatic ground assault rifle... Interviewer: Do you think things are gonna get better before
they get worse? Blaise Bailey Finnegan III: No way.
Things are just gonna get worse and keep on getting worse. Like
I said, America's a third world country as it is and... and
we're just basically in a hopeless situation as it stands.
Interviewer: What do you think this country's
gonna look like in the year 2003? Blaise Bailey
Finnegan III: Y'know, I'll tell you the truth -
nothing against you guys, but I don't wanna answer that
question because... I haven't even got a mind that's
that...that inhumane. Interviewer: are you ready for
what's coming? Blaise Bailey Finnegan III:
Ready as I'll ever be. Interviewer: Most people
aren't. Blaise Bailey Finnegan III:
There's a little saying... Dates back for generations...
Interviewer: Go on... Blaise Bailey
Finnegan III: Be prepared for anything at any time from anybody,
don't take no shit, always stand your ground. People wanna
come up to me and run their mouth - guess what? I'll throw
them through the fucking window... I won't think a thing of
it. Interviewer: Would you mind reciting your poem
for us? Blaise Bailey Finnegan III: Not at all, I
don't see why... I don't see why I couldn't. There's an evil virus that's threatening
mankind It's not state of the art, it's a
serious state of the mind The muggers, the backstabbers,
the two faced elite A menace to society, a social disease
To brainwash the mind is a social disorder The
cynics, the apathy one-upmanship order Watching beginnings
of social decay Gloating and sneering at life's
disarray Eating away at your own self esteem Pouncing on every word that you might be saying To
attack someone's mind is a social disorder The
constitution, the government, martial law order Superficially smiling a shake of the hand As soon as
your back is turned treason is planned When every good
thing's laid to rest By the governments hate, by the
constitution and their lies And every time you think
you're safe And when you go to turn away You
know they're sharpening all their knives All in your
mind All in your head Try to relate it All in
your mind All in your head Try to escape it Without a conscience they destroy And that's a
thing that they enjoy They're a sickness that's
in all of our minds They want to sink the ship and leave
The way they laugh at you and me You know it happens
all the time But it only happens in your mind The
rats in the cellar you know who you are... Or do you? Watching beginnings of social decay... Interviewer: Thank you for your time.
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