On Dec 17, 2006, at 4:19 PM, TurquoiseB wrote:
--- In [email protected], "sparaig" <[EMAIL PROTECTED]> wrote:
I guess the REAL point of SV is that if humans
can't make their houses fit into nice neat rows,
then probably humans shouldn't be living on that
land...
Wow.
I just don't know how to react to this. Part of
me hopes that you're kidding, and another part is
horrified to consider the possibility that you're
not.
Do you honestly believe that you can realize
enlightenment while trying to make your life fit
into nice neat rows?
Sure--hey, it's something to aspire to...
Little Boxes
by Malvina Reynolds, sung by Pete Seeger 1962
Little boxes on the hillside,
Little boxes made of ticky tacky
Little boxes on the hillside,
Little boxes all the same,
There's a green one and a pink one
And a blue one and a yellow one
And they're all made out of ticky tacky
And they all look just the same.
And the people in the houses
All went to the university
Where they were put in boxes
And they came out all the same
And there's doctors and lawyers
And business executives
And they're all made out of ticky tacky
And they all look just the same.
And they all play on the golf course
And drink their martinis dry
And they all have pretty children
And the children go to school,
And the children go to summer camp
And then to the university
Where they are put in boxes
And they come out all the same.
And the boys go into business
And marry and raise a family
In boxes made of ticky tacky
And they all look just the same,
There's a green one and a pink one
And a blue one and a yellow one
And they're all made out of ticky tacky
And they all look just the same.
Words and music by Malvina Reynolds.
Copyright 1962, Schroder Music Company
