About the author

Matt is the author, co-author, secondary-author, ghost-author, and non-author of articles, speeches, book chapters, and even entire books! The most recent is his blockbuster The Accidental Activist, which Amazon claims is by his wife Anne Green. So it goes. Currently, he is President of One Step for Animals; previously, he was shitcanned from so many nonprofits that we can’t list them all here. Before Matt’s unfortunate encounter with activism, he was an aerospace engineer who wanted to work for NASA (to impress Carl Sagan). His hobbies include photography, almost dying, and {REDACTED}. He lives in Tucson with Anne, along with no dogs, no cats, no guinea pigs, and only the occasional snake or scorpion.

Friday, July 29, 2022

Using Art for Revenge

Except for the stanza about "50 years before," the song that best describes my life is Ben Folds' "The Luckiest."  

But the song that cracks me up is his "One Angry Dwarf and 200 Solemn Faces." Lyrics below.

September '75, I was 47 inches high

My mom said by Christmas, I would have

A badass mother GI Joe 

for your little minds to blow

I still got beat up after class

Yeah, now I'm big and important

One angry dwarf and 

200 solemn faces are you

If you really want to see me, check the papers and the TV

Look who's tellin' who what to do

Kiss my ass 

goodbye

Don't give me that bullshit, you know who I am

I'm your nightmare little man

Vic, you stole my lunch money, made me cry

Jane, remember second grade?

Said you couldn't stand my face?

Rather than kiss me, you said you'd rather die?

I'm big and important

One angry dwarf and 200 solemn faces are you

If you really want to see me, check the papers and the TV

Look who's tellin' who what to do

No, kiss my ass goodbye

You'll be sorry one day, yes, you will, yes, you will

You shouldn't push me around, 'cause I will, yes, I will

You will be sorry when I'm big-ass, you will, yes, you will

You will be sorry

Now I'm big and important

One angry dwarf and 200 solemn faces are you

If you really want to see me, check the papers and the TV

No, look who's tellin' who what to do

Kiss my ass

Kiss my ass, kiss my ass goodbye now

Kiss my ass, kiss my ass goodbye now

Kiss my ass, kiss my ass goodbye now

Kiss my ass, kiss my ass goodbye now

September '75, I was 47 inches high

September '75, September '75

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