S I M P S O N W A V E

Summer At London Road Cemetery

The Greatest Speech Ever Made

Transcript:

I’m sorry, but I don’t want to be an emperor. That’s not my business. I don’t want to rule or conquer anyone. I should like to help everyone - if possible - Jew, Gentile - black man - white. We all want to help one another. Human beings are like that. We want to live by each other’s happiness - not by each other’s misery. We don’t want to hate and despise one another. In this world there is room for everyone. And the good earth is rich and can provide for everyone. The way of life can be free and beautiful, but we have lost the way.

Greed has poisoned men’s souls, has barricaded the world with hate, has goose-stepped us into misery and bloodshed. We have developed speed, but we have shut ourselves in. Machinery that gives abundance has left us in want. Our knowledge has made us cynical. Our cleverness, hard and unkind. We think too much and feel too little. More than machinery we need humanity. More than cleverness we need kindness and gentleness. Without these qualities, life will be violent and all will be lost.

The aeroplane and the radio have brought us closer together. The very nature of these inventions cries out for the goodness in men - cries out for universal brotherhood - for the unity of us all. Even now my voice is reaching millions throughout the world - millions of despairing men, women, and little children - victims of a system that makes men torture and imprison innocent people.

To those who can hear me, I say - do not despair. The misery that is now upon us is but the passing of greed - the bitterness of men who fear the way of human progress. The hate of men will pass, and dictators die, and the power they took from the people will return to the people. And so long as men die, liberty will never perish. …..

Soldiers! don’t give yourselves to brutes - men who despise you - enslave you - who regiment your lives - tell you what to do - what to think and what to feel! Who drill you - diet you - treat you like cattle, use you as cannon fodder. Don’t give yourselves to these unnatural men - machine men with machine minds and machine hearts! You are not machines! You are not cattle! You are men! You have the love of humanity in your hearts! You don’t hate! Only the unloved hate - the unloved and the unnatural! Soldiers! Don’t fight for slavery! Fight for liberty!

In the 17th Chapter of St Luke it is written: “the Kingdom of God is within man” - not one man nor a group of men, but in all men! In you! You, the people have the power - the power to create machines. The power to create happiness! You, the people, have the power to make this life free and beautiful, to make this life a wonderful adventure.

Then - in the name of democracy - let us use that power - let us all unite. Let us fight for a new world - a decent world that will give men a chance to work - that will give youth a future and old age a security. By the promise of these things, brutes have risen to power. But they lie! They do not fulfil that promise. They never will!

Dictators free themselves but they enslave the people! Now let us fight to fulfil that promise! Let us fight to free the world - to do away with national barriers - to do away with greed, with hate and intolerance. Let us fight for a world of reason, a world where science and progress will lead to all men’s happiness. Soldiers! in the name of democracy, let us all unite!

Final speech from The Great Dictator Copyright © Roy Export S.A.S. All rights reserved

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Lovestoned - Cudi Freestyle

Yeah yeah yeah...

Cudi...

Fools Gold

Awesome with words

I'm too smart

Young black man

Not on any curbs

But I like them with the curves

Maybe from the hood

Or maybe from the burbs

Before I was embedded in the fog

Now people address me in blogs

And I love it dog hell yeah I rock this shit for y'all... heyyyy

So when you see me salute this is for all the haters that ain't really give a hoot

If I'm not dope I'm the worst patoot and no homeboy I don't aim for the loot

But I aim for change within the crap game

I mean the rap game with soo many names

Some official some are like poo poo who a issue with you

What the fuck?

Do you understand your position pimpin?

All we hear about is sex and pimpin

Pass the lesson and we need to switch it

Early 90's hell yeah I miss it

Naughty By Nature 2Pac and BIG shit I am the piece of the puzzle that's probably missing

And I guess I'm here for that jive so all the swagger jackers need to step off

I know you hear it over and over

It's like a MC should move over, over

I'm runnin these n*ggas over, over

I'm runnin these haters over, over

Ooh ooh ahh ahh ahh ahh

Come and change the game

Ooh ooh ahh ahh ahh ahh

I'm a do my thing within the game

Ooh ooh ahh ahh ahh ahh

Come and change the game

Ooh ooh ahh ahh ahh ahh

Let's go

You see I'm a go as far as I can go

I smoke to get high because the world is so low

Within me is soul

I let myself flow

See these n*ggas is lame man it's a shame

But see a hero will reign you'll all know his name

The man on the moon

The man on the moon, moon, moon

The Only People For Me

 

“[...]the only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars"

Jack Kerouac