Too high and you're in for a rough few hours
I have come five hundred miles just to see your halo, Come from Saint Petersburg, Scarlet and me, Well I opened my eyes, I was blind as can be, When you give a man luck he must fall in the sea, And she wants you to steal and get caught, For she loves you for all that you are not, When youre falling down, falling down The song filled the meager gypsy camp and I looked around at the facesfaces that were hued in every shade from the palest white of mother Russia to the darkest black of West Africaand at the grocery cart flower gardens and the canal and the cobblestones and the stars that had driven so many men to madness, and I listened to his voice and his words and thought to myself that, yes, this life is worth living
"Is This Really Big Tech's 'Big Tobacco' Moment
Through this associative methodology he addresses urgent issues such as the current state of the medical system, power structures, lack of infrastructure and the instrumentalization of identity politics