Irony

My Top 3

Hip hop was born under oppression. In its infancy, it was the voice of the voiceless. In adolescence, it connects strangers, challenges authority, and echoes from coast to coast. As it grows, however, it suffers acute memory loss. It breaks down during mid-life crisis, buys cars and jewelry, degrades women, and abandons its humble roots. Success becomes failure.

Bicycles are fun, healthy, and effective. They zip through big city traffic, outpacing cars, buses, and trains alike. In small numbers they are only somewhat unpredictable. When individual motorized transportation is obsoleted by peak oil, they will overtake the streets. En masse, selfish cyclists will rain chaos on the pavement. Success becomes disarray.

Revolutionaries war oppressive power-systems, dreaming of a day when all humans are free. Yet purpose lie not so dormant in the struggle. When the pillars crumble, soldiers on both sides will weep. Success becomes vacancy.