"You keep your riches and I'll sew my stitches,
you can't make me think like you, mundane.
I've got a message for all those who think that
they can etch his words inside my brain…"

Those are the opening lyrics to the song "Idiot Box" by Incubus and I can't help but agree with them. Today more than ever, people are relying on television and media to tell them what to do. It seems that we as a society have lost our sense of individualism. All we do is follow the latest trend. The sad part is, if we do come across someone who's "different", we immediately label them and decide that we'll tolerate them, which is very different from actually befriending them. And it's not in fashion alone. The media, whether it's news or whatever, has a way of making us see the world the way they want us to. They tell us only the surface of things without giving us the truth. The result is what we have today, a society of "zombies" if you will, who put all their trust in television without questioning the "facts" that are being fed to them. Oh, and one more thing, when did Britney Spears or the Super Bowl become so important that they belong in the front page of a newspaper? Let's ask ourselves the question that was asked in that new show…"Do you really care about the starving children in Africa?" It appears to me that the answer is indeed "No".

Idiot Box lyrics:

You keep your riches and I'll sew my stitches,
you can't make me think like you, mundane.
I've got a message for all those who think that
they can etch his words inside my brain
T.V., what do I need?
Tell me who to believe!
What's the use of autonomy
when a button does it all?
So listen up,
glisten up closely all,
who've seen the fuckin eye ache too.
It's time to step away from cable train
And when we finally see the subtle light,
this quirk in evolution will begin
to let us live and recreate
T.V., what do I need?
Tell me who to believe!
Whats the use of autonomy
when a button does it all?
T.V., what should I see?
Tell me who should I be?
Lets do our mom a favor and drop
a new god off a wall.
Let me see past the fatuous knocks.
I've gotta rid myself of this idiot box!
Let you see past the feathers and flocks,
and help me plant a bomb in this idiot box!
From the depths of the sea
to the tops of the trees
to the seat of a lazy boy...
staring at a silver screen!!