My favorite band is Muse, and the first song of theirs I heard was Uprising. I assumed from the general sound of the song that it was from the 80s or something; I later embarrassingly learned that it was younger than I am. However, that took long enough that before then, it managed to really make me feel some shit. I heard stars from what I thought at the time was the baby boomer generation, now considered the staunch, backwards holders of establishment, call simply and loudly for a proper revolution.
They will not force us
They will stop degrading us
They will not control us
And we will be victorious
When I found out (embarrassingly recently) that I was wrong about when the song was from, I wasn't actually all that broken up about it. Because this had been marinating and developing in my head for quite a while, and I had added even more profound examples to the idea's smokestacks. Things I already knew but had never thought about like this, and things I sought out. If you want me to elaborate, lucky you; this entire wing of the Yaptrium is me doing that. This, here, is the origin story.
