Plastic People

Κατηφορίζοντας χτες την Αρεοπαγίτου παρέα με μια φίλη με απογοήτευση διαπιστώσαμε για άλλη μια φορά να μας περιτριγυρίζουν κοριτσάκια που μοιάζανε 30άρες, 30άρες καρμπόν η μία της άλλης, άντρες με χαμένη ταυτότητα και μπερδεμένη σεξουαλικότητα, με άλλα λόγια καταναλωτές. Ισοπέδωση, το απόλυτα ομοιογενές πλήθος. Μου ήρθε στο νου η φωνή του αγαπημένου μου Zappa να τραγουδάει με τους Mothers Of Invention το plastic people:

Ladies & Gennelmen . . . the PRESIDENT of the UNITED STATES!
Fella Americans . . .
DOOT, DOOT, DOOT . . . DOOT . . .
He's been sick.
DOO-OO-OOT . . . DOOT! DOOT
(Teet-Teet . . . Teet-Teet . . . Teet-Teet . . . Teet-Teet-Teet)
And I think his wife is gonna bring him some chicken soup.
DOOT, DOOT (Teet-Teet)
Plastic people
Oh baby, now . . .You're such a drag(I know it's hard to defend an unpopular policy every once in a while . . . )
Plastic people
Oh baby, now
You're such a drag
(And there's this guy from the CIA and he's creeping around Laurel Canyon . . )
A fine little girl
She waits for me
She's as plastic
As she can be
She paints her face
With plastic goo
And wrecks her hair
With some shampooPlastic people
Oh baby, now
You're such a drag
(I dunno . . . sometimes I just get tired of ya, honey . . . it's ---
Ah --- your hair spray . . . or something.)
Plastic people
Oh baby!You're such a drag
(I hear the sound of marcing feet . . . down Sunset Blvd. to Crescent Heights, and there, at Pandora's Box, we are confronted with . . . a vast quantity of PLASTIC PEOPLE.)
Take a day
And walk around
Watch the nazis
Run your town
Then go homeAnd check yourself
You think we're singing
'Bout someone else . . . but you'rePlastic people!
(Woooooooooooooooooooh!)Oh baby, now . . .You're such a dragOoo-Ooo-Ooo Ooo-Ooo-Ooo Ooo-Ooo-Ooo Ooooooooh!Me see a neon
Moon above
I searched for years
I found no love
I'm sure that love
Will never be
A product of
Plasticity
A product of
Plasticity
A product of
Plasticity:
FZ: PLASTIC! PLASTIC PEOPLE!PLA-HA-HA-HA-HA . . .PLASTIC . . . PEOPLEPLASTIC PEOPLE . . . OO-OOOH OO-OOH . . . PLASTIC . . .
A prune is a vegetable . . . no, a prune is not a vegetable.
Cabbage is a vegetable . . . makes it
O.K.
PLASTIC PEOPLE . . .
PLASTIC PEOPLE,
PLASTIC PEOPLE!
Ooo-Hoo-Hoo . . .
Ooo-ooh-ooh-ooh Hoo-Hoo
Ooh-ooh Ooh-Hoo-Hoo-HooRay:
You are. Your foot. Your hair. Your nose. Your arms. You eat. You suck. You love. You are. Your being is . . . you're PLASTIC . . . PEOPLE . . . BLAH, BLAH, BLAH, BLAH
plastic pepples . . . [...]
You drive. You live in. You dream about . . . you think only of . . . you eat . . .
you are . . . pepples . . . plastic . . . plastic pepples . . .
Purple prancing. Plastic people. Every pepples .
Peep-peep Pee-pee-pee-pee-pee-pee-pee-pee-peep!

Καλά τους τα 'πες!Αη σιχτίρ.