World Aid or Live World Aid Earth or...

Live Earth. That's it. Yet another money-grubbing event on a global scale.

This is getting ridiculous. What's the point of this international extravaganza this time? Promote awareness of the environment. Oops, I'm sorry. It's to "inspire a crusade to save the environment".

Two words. Bull. Shit.

What, watching Joss Stone sing in Johannesburg, Snoop Dogg in Hamburg, Linkin Park in Tokyo is supposed to make me more aware of the environment and how mankind is killing it? This is crap, sonny. How long have we known that the environment is fucked? How long? I believe the ozone layer bcame an issue in the 80's. And yet all of a sudden our awareness level is supposed to increase by a factor of one million because some hypocritical fuckin' musos get together to stage a global benefit concert? I don't think so. What are we supposed to do, donate? Ooh, ooh, please give my $5.00 contribution to the whales, motherfucker.

This is just one big Al fucking Gore-fest. Quick, let's all jump on the bandwagon now this fat left-wing pinko liberal greenie tree-hugger is telling us to. Where was all this love back in his Presidential campaign? Where was all the greenie save-the-Earth shit when he was running for Prez? He couldn't become President of the United States, so now he's going to become President of the fuckin' Earth?

Let's take a look back at these benefit concerts, shall we?

Live Aid in 1985. The purpose was to raise money for the starving Ethiopians, raise awareness. Worked. Lot of skinny's got fed. Unfortunately a lot of the wee fuckers ended up over here.

Farm Aid whenever the bastards complained - 1985 to present. Result? The farmers are still fucked. The only way the family farm is going to survive is if it is swallowed up by big business. I'm sorry Farmer Brown, that's the way it is. Willie Nelson and John Mellencamp can wail all they want, but face facts. You can't survive, and the money ain't coming out of my pocket. Business is business.

America: A Tribute to Heroes - 2001. Damn good job. Even if it was run by George Clooney.

Live 8 2005. What the fuck was this one about again? I just rememeber that Pink Floyd got back together to play a few songs, that was all I cared about... Oh, that's it. To pressure the G8 leaders to let the poor, downtrodden, civil-war ridden, starving, non-producing African nations off scot-free. Erase their debt? Shit, take my money and make it worthless. That's about the result of that. You borrow money to get something done, you pay it back. You can't pay it back? Bring on the heavies. Shit, when I got in trouble with the bookies I didn't have a fuckin' benefit concert. Nope, my car got repo'd and my knees got broken. That's what needs to happen on a global scale. Enough of letting people get away with it. You borrow, you pay. Simple.

Now this shit? Enough already. Yeah, right like I'm going to support this. I have a question for you - how do all these stars get to where they're playing? You think they take a fuckin' camel, or sail there? Travel in an environmental-friendly manner? I think not, pal. Nope, you jump on a plane, leaving one big-ass carbon footprint as you and 100 of your entourage travel around the world in your private planes. Hypocrites.

So no. I've had it. My awareness level of the environment is okay, thank you very much. I don't need to pansy-ass muso's telling me what I should do. Paul McCartney can piss off. "I drive a hybrid car..." Wanker.