[Intro]
The distraught
(Taught the troubles)
Mumbles…
(Hummana, hummana, hummana)
[Bridge]
Bloody Sunday
(Sure ain’t no “fun day”)
A massacre
(That’s for sure)
[Refrain]
The distraught
(Taught the troubles)
Mumbles…
(Hummana, hummana, hummana)
[Bridge]
Bloody Sunday
(Sure ain’t no “fun day”)
A massacre
(That’s for sure)
In the Derry air
(In the derriere)
[Refrain]
The distraught
(Taught the troubles)
Mumbles…
(Hummana, hummana, hummana)
[Outro]
Bloody Sunday
(Sure ain’t no “fun day”)
A massacre
(That’s for sure)
In the Derry air
(In the derriere)
Bloody Sunday
(Best to run away)
Runaway run away
ABOUT THE SONG
The Troubles (Irish: Na Trioblóidí) were an ethno-nationalist conflict in Northern Ireland that lasted for about 30 years from the late 1960s to 1998. Bloody Sunday, or the Bogside Massacre, was a massacre on 30 January 1972 when British soldiers shot 26 unarmed civilians during a protest march in the Bogside area of Derry, Northern Ireland. Thirteen men were killed outright and the death of another man four months later was attributed to his gunshot injuries. Many of the victims were shot while fleeing from the soldiers, and some were shot while trying to help the wounded.
[Verse 1]
Like a bad aftertaste
Won’t let it go to waste
Gonna leave a sign
Of the time
[Chorus]
The finger
(Will linger)
An F U
(Is past due)
[Bridge]
Here’s a salute
(From the destitute)
The finger
(Will linger)
[Verse 2]
Flipping the bird
At the absurd
It’s about time
You read between the lines
[Chorus]
The finger
(Will linger)
An F U
(Is past due)
[Bridge]
Here’s a salute
(From the destitute)
The finger
(Will linger)
[Chorus]
The finger
(Will linger)
An F U
(Is past due)
[Bridge]
Here’s a salute
(From the destitute)
The finger
(Will linger)
[Outro]
The finger
(Will linger)
An F U
(Just for you)
Tramplin’ rights
(Just ain’t right)
See the light
ABOUT THE SONG
PSA: “Killing humor isn’t funny. Kill humor, kill freedom. Not so funny now, is it?”
As an investigative journalist with decades of experience defending the First Amendment, I’ve endured more than my share of danger. My life has been threatened, my family targeted. I’ve been assaulted by both criminals and police, fined, arrested, jailed, and dragged through years of court battles. But never — not once — have I seen anything as alarming as what is happening today. During one period of being illegally detained, silenced, and stripped of my rights, I adopted the pseudonym Mootmute. What is a moot mute? Well, imagine being forced into silence until your very voice becomes a moot point. If you were a town crier and the Queen cut out your tongue, how would you tell the people? If you were a writer pressed so hard that you had to invoke your Fifth Amendment rights, would you become a moot mute? That’s the absurdity of censorship — to be muted into irrelevance.
Much to my amusement, when under oath I would ask prosecutors what I wasn’t allowed to say. Their response? They wheeled in file cabinets overflowing with papers they themselves had published, and read aloud, line by line, everything that was now forbidden speech.
Anyway, that’s the name — mootmute. They tried to silence me, to turn me into a moot mute. Instead, they became my unwitting mouthpiece.
At the same time I was being attacked personally, my publishing company was also targeted, along with the entities that had licensed my intellectual property. To protect the innocent, I created a new publishing company. Much like Prince, who famously changed his name to a symbol when stripped of his own, I adopted a symbol too — only mine was built from ASCII characters and represented “the finger.” The irony was delicious. Every time the prosecutors wheeled in stacks of paper — their own publications — and read the forbidden words into the record, each page carried my publishing company’s logo at the bottom. The very logo of defiance they were trying to erase stared back at them from their own exhibits.
In addition, for added fun and a bit of legal one-upmanship, I included a copyright notice on every page: “These pages and their content may not be used without our expressed written consent. Violators will be prosecuted to the fullest extent allowed under the law.” So in their zeal to prosecute me, they unwittingly added yet another crime to the list — publishing my work without consent, while declaring in court that no one was allowed to say what they themselves had just published.
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A Call to Arms
In protest of the ongoing assault on free speech — and in support of Jimmy Kimmel, Stephen Colbert, and the many journalists slaughtered around the world this year — I’ve decided to return to my roots: satirical wit, where words cut sharper than swords. Long live comedy! It’s time for all of us to pick up the torch and rise. Get your satire on — let’s roll.
PSA: “Killing humor isn’t funny. Kill humor, kill freedom. Not so funny now, is it?”
[Verse 1]
What we need
Is a spiritual guide
(… a teacher)
Our hearts bleed
Where our souls reside
(… a feature)
[Chorus]
I’m looking to you
For a guru or two
Show me the way
To a better day
[Bridge]
Where the light
(Shines on)
We delight
(In the love)
From above
[Verse 2]
What we need
Is a spiritual teacher
(… a guide to other side)
Conscious concede
Get up off the bleacher
(… a movement is meant)
[Chorus]
I’m looking to you
For a guru or two
Show me the way
To a better day
[Bridge]
Where the light
(Shines on)
We delight
(In the love)
From above
[Chorus]
I’m looking to you
For a guru or two
Show me the way
To a better day
[Outro]
Pull through
(Be a guru)
We knew
(You could do)
Bring the light
(Shine on)
We delight
(In the love)
From above
… and take the chance
(To dance)
[Verse 1]
Can’t you see
(The seaweed)
The decree
(Do the deed)
[Chorus]
Guess it’s time I’m
Swabbing the poop deck
The voyage dim and grim
(What the heck?)
[Bridge]
Swab the poop deck!
(Way, hay, and up she rises)
There are no surprises
(Way, hay, and up she rises)
[Verse 2]
If there’s a fire
(Situation turns dire)
Yes, indeed
(Do the deed)
[Chorus]
Guess it’s time I’m
Swabbing the poop deck
The voyage dim and grim
(What the heck?)
[Bridge]
Swab the poop deck!
(Way, hay, and up she rises)
There are no surprises
(Way, hay, and up she rises)
[Chorus]
Guess it’s time I’m
Swabbing the poop deck
The voyage dim and grim
(What the heck?)
[Outro]
Swab the poop deck!
(Way, hay, and up she rises)
There are no surprises
(Way, hay, and up she rises)
ABOUT THE SONG
The song is a metaphor for social responsibility.
“Swab the poop deck” means to mop the highest, rearmost deck of a ship. This instruction was given to keep the wooden deck damp to prevent it from drying out, rotting, and becoming a fire hazard, especially around gunpowder. It also served to clean away salt and seaweed from the deck and keep the crew occupied on long voyages.
Why was the poop deck swabbed?
Preventing fire: In an era of cannons and gunpowder, a damp deck could reduce the risk of fire.
Preserving the wood: Keeping the wooden planks moist helped them to swell, which sealed the seams and prevented water from seeping into the lower decks. It also helped to prevent the wood from drying out and becoming brittle.
Fighting fungus: Saltwater helps to prevent fungus and mold from growing on the wooden planks.
Cleaning: Regular swabbing cleaned away dried salt, dirt, and seaweed that collected on the deck.
Discipline and boredom: On long voyages, swabbing the deck was a task that kept sailors busy and prevented idleness and boredom.
[Chorus]
The termite might
Take flight
(The aardvark did embark)
As matter of fact…the impact
Of insectivores
(Soars)
[Bridge]
Eating you out of house and home
(You’re not alone)
[Verse 2]
You mock…
(Knock on wood)
Unluckily
You…
(Misunderstood)
Tragically
[Chorus]
The termite might
Take flight
(The aardvark did embark)
As matter of fact…the impact
Of insectivores
(Soars)
[Bridge]
Eating you out of house and home
(You’re not alone)
Crumbling foundation
(Found crumbling)
Dumbfounding gyration
(Found mumbling)
[Outro]
A termite’s fate
You can’t debate
Is to eat you out of house and home
(They intertwine…
With yours and mine)
So, you could… you should…
Protect your would
System nears a critical threshold (edge of chaos).
Seemingly small trigger (like a bad El Nino year) causes cascading failures.
Climate change is not a slow, linear shift — it is a dynamic, nonlinear process governed by complex systems and feedback loops. Traditional notions of averages and incremental change can be dangerously misleading when applied to climate science. The true nature of climate disruption lies in tipping points: critical thresholds beyond which change accelerates irreversibly.
To visualize this, imagine a glass sitting at the center of a table. You begin to push it slowly toward the edge. At first, it moves just millimeters per minute. But over time, the pace quickens — centimeters per second — as momentum builds. Eventually, the glass reaches a point where no amount of caution or force can stop it from falling. The tipping point has been crossed; the fall is inevitable.
Climate tipping points operate in much the same way. They aren’t about any one extreme event, but rather the cumulative impact of stress over time — on ice sheets, forests, oceans, and atmospheric systems. Once crossed, these thresholds unleash rapid, self-reinforcing changes like runaway ice melt, forest dieback, or ocean current disruption. These are not hypothetical outcomes — they are grounded in peer-reviewed science and unfolding in real time. Just look out your window.
Understanding the nonlinear nature of climate change is essential for anticipating its consequences and acting to limit the irreversible damage being done. It is not a matter of opinion or debate, but of scientific urgency.
Health feedback loops, violent rain, and deadly humid heat are fueling an exponential rise in climate-related deaths. This lethal triad — disease, extreme heat, and intense rainfall — demonstrates that climate change is not a distant threat but a rapidly accelerating public health emergency. These stressors interact and amplify one another, creating a cascade of compounding impacts that demand urgent intervention.
All 50 U.S. states — including Alaska — are already experiencing deadly humid heat advisories. Large regions of the country are becoming uninhabitable for weeks or even months each year due to extreme heat. Wet-bulb temperatures are approaching 31°C (87.8°F) in multiple states — a physiological threshold beyond which sustained outdoor survival is impossible, even with water and shade. Meanwhile, violent rain events are killing hundreds and causing billions in annual damage. Climate-driven health feedback loops have become the leading cause of mortality in the United States — fueled by systemic interactions between temperature extremes, air quality degradation, disease vectors, and infrastructure collapse. Addressing climate change is no longer just an environmental imperative — it is a public health necessity.
Our climate model — which incorporates complex socio-economic and ecological feedback loops within a dynamic, nonlinear system — projects that global temperatures could rise by up to 9°C (16.2°F) within this century. This far exceeds earlier estimates of a 4°C rise over the next thousand years, highlighting a dramatic acceleration in global warming. We are now entering a phase of compound, cascading collapse, where climate, ecological, and societal systems destabilize through interlinked, self-reinforcing feedback loops.
We analyze how human activities (such as deforestation, fossil fuel use, mass consumption, and land development) interact with ecological processes (including carbon cycling, water availability, disease vectors, and biodiversity loss) in ways that amplify one another. These interactions do not follow simple cause-and-effect patterns; instead, they create cascading, interconnected impacts that can rapidly accelerate system-wide change, sometimes abruptly. Understanding these dynamics is essential for assessing risks and designing effective survival strategies.
[Intro] Shot! (What’s the matter with you people) Have you forgot? (We’re under the same steeple)
[Verse 1] Playing with your friend When they meet their end This is no way to be young (Dirge done… requiem sung)
[Bridge] Shot! (What’s the matter with you people) Have you forgot? (We’re under the same steeple)
[Chorus] God! (Of Moses) God! (Of Jesus) God! (Of Muhammad) Have you all gone mad?
[Bridge] Tragically sad
[Verse 2] What once was a friend Has met their tragic end Man, do you understand… (The message YOU send)
[Bridge] Shot! (What’s the matter with you people) Have you forgot? (We’re under the same steeple)
[Chorus] God! (Of Moses) God! (Of Jesus) God! (Of Muhammad) Have you all gone mad?
[Outro] Tragically sad
ABOUT THE SONG Jews, Christians, and Muslims all believe in one God. They share a common ancestor in Abraham.
“Shot” captures the stark, raw reality of children in Gaza, like Ayham and Adam, whose childhoods are shattered by bullets and bombs while they are simply playing with friends. The song begins with the haunting image of children playing, only to witness the death of their friends in an instant, emphasizing the unnatural cruelty of children growing up surrounded by violence and death, robbed of safety, innocence, and the right to simply be young.
The repeated “Shot!” in the bridge is a direct confrontation, demanding accountability: “What’s the matter with you people?” It challenges a world that turns away, including those claiming faith under the “same steeple.” It confronts religious hypocrisy among Jews, Christians, and Muslims, invoking “God of Moses, God of Jesus, God of Muhammad” to ask if we have all gone mad, allowing genocide and ethnic cleansing in the name of politics, nationalism, or false claims of security.
The guitar solo and instrumental sections are a moment of collective grief, representing the silence of the world punctuated by the piercing pain of each new child’s death, a requiem for the young lives lost in Gaza.
The second verse, “What once was a friend / Has met their tragic end,” is a personal reflection on the bonds shattered by violence, calling on listeners to understand the message that these deaths send: a world tolerating the systematic murder of children under siege is a world that has lost its moral compass.
The song’s “Tragically sad” outro leaves the listener in a space of reflection and discomfort, forcing us to sit with the reality of war crimes and collective punishment inflicted upon children and families in Gaza, demanding we not look away.
“Shot” is a condemnation of the systematic, deliberate violence occurring in Gaza under Netanyahu and Trump’s genocidal policies, backed by U.S. complicity, and a cry for accountability, empathy, and a return to shared humanity across all faiths and nations.
Updates from Gaza: Ahmed Alkhateeb Speaks
July 7, 2025 Ahmed Alkhateeb reports:
“In a new example of this ongoing crime, they are now threatening us with displacement and eviction from our areas to locations near the beach, where there is no clean water or basic necessities for life—let alone enough space to accommodate all who will be forced to leave. Imagine, they want about 500,000 people to live near the beach now. This is madness and a profound injustice.”
July 9, 2025 Ahmed shared that his children, Ayham and Adam, were shot at while playing with their friends near their tent. Bullets struck a nearby car, narrowly missing them. The children ran back, shaking and pale with fear, traumatized by yet another moment of a childhood stolen by war. Ahmed thanked God they are still alive. Tragically, the friends they were playing with were shot, and we are awaiting an update on their condition.
This is yet another horrifying example of the war crimes being committed with impunity by Israel, backed by the United States. No child should live in fear of being shot while playing. No parent should have to watch their children’s innocence shattered by bullets and bombs. This is the daily reality under siege in Gaza, where systematic targeting and terrorizing of civilians, including children, is not collateral damage—it is the predictable outcome of policies rooted in collective punishment and ethnic cleansing. The world cannot look away or remain silent while these crimes continue.
July 10, 2025 Ahmed shared devastating news:
“Yesterday, my children were shot at, and today, my nephew was murdered. Paradise has received Abu Muhammad. The martyrdom of my nephew, Khaled Abu Hamra, who now joins his brother, the martyr Muhammad. We belong to Allah, and to Him we shall return.”
This is the brutal reality families in Gaza are enduring each day under occupation and siege. It is a call for all who witness these crimes to speak out and demand accountability before more innocent lives are lost.
July 10, 2025
Ahmed said:
Thank you, my friend, for shedding light on this crime. I would also like to inform you that all of Abu Muhammad’s children have been injured. His son Muhammad has been paralyzed due to a spinal injury. His eldest daughter is in intensive care. His youngest daughter had her fingers amputated and her face burned. Their mother had her foot amputated. This is a calamity and a disaster that has befallen this family.
الملتقى الجنة أبو محمد
استشهاد إبن أختي خالد أبو حمرة
ليلتحق بأخيه الشهيد محمد
إنا لله و إنا إليه راجعون
Palestinian Murdered
Evangelical Christianity and Israel If you’re curious about the driving force behind US support for Israel, it’s ironically rooted in Evangelical Christianity. Many Evangelical Christians believe they can hasten the “second coming of Christ” by bringing about the apocalypse. According to their interpretation of the Bible, this involves Israel reclaiming Jerusalem, Jesus returning, and ultimately eliminating all Jews. For numerous “Christian Zionists,” especially influential evangelists aligned with the Republican Party, support for Israel is less about political strategy and more about its supposed role in biblical prophecy. In this worldview, war is not something to be avoided but embraced as a divine necessity—an inevitable and even celebratory step toward Jesus’ rule from the Temple Mount in Jerusalem. The fate of Jews and Palestinians is, to put it mildly, seen as collateral damage.
