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Eminem's Anti-Bush Video
a Big F-U-B-Ush sign

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Eminem's Anti-Bush Video is available for streaming online over at Guerilla News Network. You will need Quicktime to view the video. If you think Fahrenheit 9/11 got you, I would suppose this video will make hairs stand in your nape or make you so angry if you love Bush so much. The animations are chilling and its message is as clear as any in-your-face F-U Bush sign can get.

There used to be a time I didn't like Eminem so much because I like Moby's album Play, and he lambasted the guy so much I thought twice about Marshall Matters. I was laughing much though after I realized the humor in it all and how he used all these controversy to further his career. You can recall Madonna's iconic brassiere, and her Papa Don't Preach video as one of the reasons which have contributed to her stardom. Eminem's is that too - the white man rapping, the Michael Jackson video controversy, his being shut down in MTV among others. Though I don't approve of all his works and perhaps his philosophy, politics is something that we'll both agree with.

I appreciate how Eminem made his songs and rapped in his unique way. It may not spell all too good for the youngsters and the unguided, and others may see him as merely cashing in on this. However, I have read many things about Eminem's dislike of Bush's Policy way before this video was released. One included a very strong statement filled with swearwords on Bush and how Eminem thinks Bush punked the world up and messed up.

Fox News of course had a very limited coverage of it --- even dampening the news as mere dislike of Bush, and carting out Eminem's harsh comments about Iraq, war and the draft and jobs... Here's the links, be sure to click broadband to enjoy it at the highest level. I am certain some people will dismiss it as trash, but some will love it as it is.

The full music video here. And the director's notes on making the video here.
The lyrics to the rap is below:


Mosh
Eminem


[Children speaking]
I pledge allegiance to the flag
Of the United States of America
And to the republic for which it stands
One nation under God
Indivisible_

[Eminem shouting]
People, this is it. It feels so good to be back ….

Scrutinize every word. Memorize every line. I spit it once, refuel, reenergize, and rewind. I give sight to the blind, my insight through the mind. I exercise my right to express when I feel it's time.

It's just all in your mind, what you interpret it as; I say to fight, you take it as “I’m’a whip someone's ass.” If you don't understand, don't even bother to ask a father who has grown up with a fatherless past, who has blown up now to a rap phenomenon that has – or at least shows – no difficulty multitasking and juggling both; perhaps mastered his craft, slash-entrepreneur who has helped launch a few more rap acts, who has had a few obstacles thrown his way through the last half of his career. Typical manure. Moving past that. Mister kiss-his-ass-crack, he's a class act; rubber band man, yeah, he just snaps back.

Come along, follow me as I lead through the darkness, as I provide just enough spark that we need to proceed. Carry on, give me hope, give me strength, come with me and I won't steer you wrong. Put your faith and your trust as I guide us through the fog, till the light at the end of the tunnel. We gon’ fight, we gon’ charge, we gon’ stomp, we gon’ march through the swamp; we gon’ mosh through the marsh, take us right through the doors. Come on!

To the people up top, on the side and the middle: Come together, let's all bond and swamp just a little. Just let it gradually build, from the front to the back; all you can see is a sea of people, some white and some black. Don't matter what color, all that matters is we’re gathered together to celebrate for the same cause, no matter the weather. If it rains let it rain – yeah, the wetter the better! They ain’t gon’ stop us – they can't – we’re stronger now, more then ever.

They tell us “No,” we say “Yeah;” they tell us “Stop,” we say “Go.” Rebel with a rebel yell, raise hell – we gon’ let ‘em know. Stomp, push, shove, mush – f—k Bush. Until they bring our troops home!

Come on just . . .

Come along, follow me as I lead through the darkness, as I provide just enough spark that we need to proceed. Carry on, give me hope, give me strength, come with me and I won't steer you wrong. Put your faith and your trust as I guide us through the fog, till the light at the end of the tunnel. We gon’ fight, we gon’ charge, we gon’ stomp, we gon’ march through the swamp; we gon’ mosh through the marsh, take us right through the doors. Come on!

Imagine it pouring, it's raining down on us, mosh pits outside the Oval Office. Someone's trying to tell us something. Maybe this is God just saying we're responsible for this monster, this coward that we have empowered. This is Bin Laden – look at his head nodding. How could we allow something like this, without pumping our fists?

Now this is our final hour; let me be the voice and your strength, and your choice. Let me simplify the rhyme, just to amplify the noise. Try to amplify, times it, and multiply it by sixteen million people, all equal at this high pitch.

Maybe we can reach al-Qaida through my speech. Let the president answer our anarchy. Strap him with AK-47. Let him go fight his own war, let him impress daddy that way. No more blood for oil, we got our own battles to fight on our soil. No more psychological warfare to trick us to thinking that we ain't loyal if we don't serve our own country; we're patronizing a hero. Look in his eyes, it's all lies. The stars and stripes? They've been swiped, washed out and wiped, and replaced with his own face. Mosh now or die.

If I get sniped tonight, you'll know why: ‘Cause I told you to fight!

Come along, follow me as I lead through the darkness, as I provide just enough spark that we need to proceed. Carry on, give me hope, give me strength, come with me and I won't steer you wrong. Put your faith and your trust as I guide us through the fog, till the light at the end of the tunnel. We gon’ fight, we gon’ charge, we gon’ stomp, we gon’ march through the swamp; we gon’ mosh through the marsh, take us right through the doors. Come on!


[Eminem speaking angrily]
And as we proceed to mosh through this desert storm in these closing statements … If they should argue, let us beg to differ as we set aside our differences, and assemble our own army to disarm this weapon of mass destruction that we call our president, for the present … and mosh for the future of our next generation, to speak and be heard … Mr. President? Mr. Senator?

[Child’s voice]
Can you guys hear us?

[Children’s laughter]

Interesting how he calls the president a weapon of mass destruction.

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posted by Jdavies @ 10/28/2004,

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Jdavies lives in Quezon City, Philippines and has been blogging since 2002. A brand manager in a leading technology company and a freelance new media/web strategy consultant, he has refocused his blogging from personal, political & sociological observations, to marketing-related efforts and Internet trends that are relevant to his career and branding advocacies.


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