Wednesday, January 26, 2011

"Our Heroes Are Dead, But We're Not"

"No one talks to him about how he lives, He thinks that the choices he makes are just his
Doesn't know he's the leader with the way he behaves
And others will follow the choices he's made
He lives on the edge, he's old enough to decide
His brother who wants to be him is just nine
He can do what he wants because it's his right
but the choices he makes change a nine-year-old's life"

When this song came out, I was 21, maybe 22. My little brother was 8 or 9. Although there are many factors that come into play for me changing from a 'rambling, gambling man' to a man with a hopeful purpose, one thing that helped was knowing that I did in fact have a little brother that I hoped looked up to me.

Maybe at first I paid no attention but at some point I knew I was influential in his life as an older brother. Just as my older brothers were too me, and they are to my little brother also, it was only right to realize that my rights and choices still affected those who were influenced by me. This song mentioned above (Superchick's Hero) really hit a chord with me as I rode down the road one night. It may have played a small roll in me taking my life more seriously and being more consciuos of my decisions, but it still helped.

We all have to face the fact that the ones we prop up to be heroes are bad idols and so we need to step up to the plate. We prop up sports stars only to be lead to believe that adultery, wanton drugs, rape and animal abuse are heroic acts, Tiger Woods, Michael Phelps, Ben Roethlisburger, and Michael Vick respectively.

Our drama kings and queens who are self-proclaimed artists are only using these labels to debauch themselves and whoever will go along with them, like Lady Gaga, Katy Perry, too many rappers and rockers to name, second-place American Idolists and loud-mouthed racist ex-producers-turned-rappers-with-uncontrollable-diarrhea-of-the-mouth.

Our world leaders and community leaders are less focused on the backs that are broken by the common man and more focused on sneaking to a mistress off the Appalachian trail, or seducing an intern because she has a "thing" for foreign cigars.

Our "heroes", as we have labeled them, as we have propped them up, are dead. They fall short of life and live up to only one thing: self-gratification at the cost of a nation. More sepcifically, the youth of the nation.

Shinedown has stated on Heroes, "All my heroes have now become ghosts, sold their sorrow to the ones who paid the most, all my heroes are dead and gone but their inside of me, they still live on" and Chad Krueger in Hero,"They say that a hero can save me, but I'm not gonna stand here and wait." These are so true and haunting of the way we have self-imaged our own desires to have a caped crusader or an untouchable politician/sports star/entertainer to look up to, only to feel deprived and raped once they fall short of our glorious ideas.

Superchick's song shows a type of hero that's so easy for anybody to be that it's so hard to be that simple sometimes. Standing up to a bully when the bully is on someone else. Changing your actions of self-gratification when your younger brother or sister looks up to you. Telling a depressed fellow student or coworker that YOU care. Sacrificing time and energy to help a friend in need, like Lynyrd Skynyrd sang, "When you see somebody who is down and out you better lend a helping hand if you can". I love Skynyrd.

It's not hard to shift our own motives and actions, considering we are being watched by little eyes as well as His eyes. If Jesus could do it and still live up to the ideas of heroism, shouldn't we strive to be like Him?

"You could be a hero, you could do what's right.
You could be a hero, you might save a life.
You could be a hero, you can join the fight,
for what's right!!!"

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