Money To Be Made
(Armageddon as a media event)

Words & Music: Pat Drummond

dateline: Gunalda Queensland/New York Sept 11, 2001 

For all the innocent

In the long days in September 11th; I, like many people, have struggled to find something adequate to say about the events in the the world around me.

My inability to contribute anything meaningful has distressed me somewhat. Distressed me because I feel that sometimes people look to me to find the words to describe their own feelings.

Piaget says "Word's are the hooks on which we hang our ideas"; without them we may formulate ideas but we cannot hold onto them. There are, however, so many conflicting ideas that surround such a gigantic tragedy. To search for any central one is daunting to say the least.

Quite bluntly the trouble for me, as for many of us, was that all my initial responses were rage-filled; and the trouble with history is that it is often initial outrage that inadvisedly shapes it's responses. Rage against the terrorists began to give way slowly over the days following the attacks to be replaced by similar emotions towards those who brought about the conditions that gave rise to such murderous and despicable acts of desperation.

The ongoing refusal by the American based media (and, by extension, most Western media) to recognize any part that U.S. foreign policy may have had in the passage of events also enraged me.

As the U.S. response became more martial; as the drums of war swelled in volume; and as the Bush Administration made it clear that to fail to support their position was to be in league with their enemies, my anger turned on the manufacturers of the weapons of violence who were soon to profit so greatly from all of this.

The first song that overflowed out of me onto the stage was "Money To Be Made" a somewhat brutal piece about that.

Someone stuck a knife
in the heart of America
I saw on my TV's flickering light
But you could buy a T-Shirt
saying "Terror at the Towers"
They were selling on the streets
by the following night
I saw them on the relatives,
holding up the pictures
talking to the people on CNN
What kind of people
would have bought those things?
What kind of people
would have sold 'em to them?

Home of the brave, Land Of The Free
Land of Opportunity
Where everyman who had a handycam
was holding out his hand to get paid
And even the stockbrokers
standing in the rubble
knew there was money to be made

There they were the next Monday
selling out their country
driving down 'the Dow'
through the Wall Street Floor
They sold 'long', bought 'short';
then they sold on the recovery
And walked with a profit
by half past four
And these were the people
who were known to the dead
Who shared their dreams
and their history
flattening the indices,
wrecking the economy,
"Well someone's gonna do it
so it might as well be me!"

Home of the brave, Land Of The Free
Market global economy
Where everyman who had an inside scam
was holding out his hand to get paid
And even the media sifting through the rubble
knew there was money to be made
It was Reality TV, All Royalty free
No wonder that the media mob went crazy
Trading in the blood of the innocent
Selling Armageddon as a media event

Osama Ben Laddin, Saddam Hussien,
Manuel Norriega and Pinochet
And who were the people
who armed these 'thugs'?
The good ol' U.S. CIA

Now there's a nation full of Christians
crying out for vengence
Sending Lockheed into overdrive
For it's not the first time that Boeing was written
on the belly of a missile taking innocent lives

Home of the brave, Land Of The Free
Market trade in weaponry
Now everyman whose got the government's plan
is holding out his hand to get paid

And all the men selling armaments
on to the government
know that there's money to be made
Yeah the men selling armaments
on to the government
know that there's money to be made

 

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