I don't know why i've been entertaining macabre thoughts as of late. Certainly i do pray that this is not a sign of a bad omen or anything... What images does your mind conjure when you tune into John Denver's famous evergreen ditty? Neverending prairie plains perhaps? And chances are you are travelling on some decrepit vehicle on a dusty trunk road, passing a random mooing cow in the distance. Yeap, so did i...
Then suddenly i thought of US soldiers battling out in long concluded conflicts. The Second World War in the European and Pacific theatre of operations, the Vietnam War with the infamous Tet Offensive and ecetera. Just imagine a dying soldier being heli-evacuated out of an intense battlezone with mortal wounds. As his life slowly ebb away and his consciousness become haphazard, the song kicks in. Well, as a means of finding solitude and familarity in a foreign setting. How many times have we sang this song in a joyous atmosphere in campfires? Yet, this particular anonymous is probably nursing what's left of his memories of his sweet hometown. Ironically, what's swirling below him isn't the comforting sight of lush prairies. It's a motley patchwork of incongrous backgrounds. Smouldering jungles, cratered ricefields, pockmarked urban landscapes and hostile deserts.
What a dysfunctional MTV for John Denver's song...
Wednesday, April 05, 2006
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