The Wrong Badge

The Wrong Badge
I was watching Oliver! The musical from 1968 And I think Dickens's book, on which it is based, would have escaped the book burnings of the early 1930's in Germany. They'd have wanted to preserve the character of Fagin. He was precisely the kind of threat that they were warning about: underworld deviants with long beards, who played the panpipes, and corrupted children. In the book, Fagin goes to the gallows for his part in Nancy's murder by lying to Bill Sykes and saying that she had informed on them. Shakespeare's Merchant of Venice would also have probably survived that time: 'Right, Shylock, that was a charming soliloquy, worthy of Orson Welles, but just how do you intend to collect that pound of human flesh you are owed?'

Anyway, after that I watched a DVD of Star Trek - because I can't stand nasty manipulating broadcast signals - and the captain said something that upset me. He told these people whose planet he'd just taken over that 'what you create is yours.' If this is supposed to echo the American way then someone should explain to American broadcasters that I created my music and comedy and poetry and I did not give them permission to use it as their content. Those hypocrites trampled all over my property rights with their endless fraud.

I've been working at a job much like the other jobs I've had to do in my life. They are stark in one way, but they give me inspiration to write substantially about life in this world. In order to create my work, one must first suffer my experience. None of the spoiled stars who paraded around with my work were capable of creating it, but the business handed over my royalties to them. I did not write songs like Nonchalant or Free or Nothing but Ashes or even Spill Out Your Honey from hanging around with a clique in a cafe and exchanging flatteries with my friends. I didn't think of my comedy from going to fabulous parties and being surrounded by beautiful women. My work appealed to the public because it came from one of their own. They sensed its sincerity, its desire to make noble an ordinary life like their own, and responded to it. So you see how wrong it is for so many of my creations to have fallen into the hands of such vain, arrogant, selfish monsters to wear like some sort of badge of integrity. Such people don't belong on awards programs, they belong in jail.

Hey, broadcasters, when are you going to admit that you stole mountains of my property and lied to everyone with it? When are you going to stop presenting the perpetrators of this fraud as though they're innocent? I'll advise all to avoid your evil influence until you do.
  
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