Hey, everybody! Did you hear?
You are the person of the year.
Yeah, “YOU”.
You shared your extensive Mighty Orbots knowledge and had the will to make a shrine to it on the web. You gave us Sesame Street love and reminded us(some of us) the 80s had its good points. You wrote poetry of crushes and love and heartbreak in the span of days. You, the indiscriminate blogger, told the world of its lies, spreads rumors about who’s fucking whom, bitches about the cat peeing in today’s cereal(finding the taste tangy but familiar), and spoils blockbuster stories like so much curdled cheese.
You are the ones who may now celebrate your you-ness. You make the web pages. You create the marketing spots. You gather the data into information that the world processes faster than a kooch shot hat trick.
You took pictures. You made a virtual new life. You made common sense common. You complicated everything simple. You fought in wars. You saved lives. You saved the lives of those who fought in wars.
You bickered. You moaned. You kvetched. You loved. You hated. You cared.
You laughed at “sugartits“.
You copped out and made a blatant play for grabbing a larger circulation of magazines by making everybody the subject of you appreciation(I’m looking at you, Time magazine).
You saw the future and inspired new thought. You shared your hearts and added to the great subconscious.
You blasted our souls with delights and horrors newly shown.
You made the internets worry. You made lust easy to find.
You gave me a way to talk about You, yet share links about me.
I guess what I’m saying is, ‘Thank You.’ Good or bad, You made the world a little smaller and certainly more aware.
(The video featured above is a documentary called Baraka in its entirety. It’s not a movie that warrants explanation. Rather, it should be experienced. I will say this about it, “The title Baraka is a word which means blessing in many different languages.”)
