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Vain Glory Opera ,
Fucking with Fire ? Live ,
Burning Down the Opera ,
Boy ,
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U2 Go Home: Live from Slane Castle,
U2 3,
U2 Go Home: Live From Slane Castle, Ireland,
Hellbound ,
Rare Diamonds ,
I used to smile at the camera, but now it is on every corner and everyone is staring ignorant; or tired of caring; or just completely used to feeling watched all the time; or holding back a sense of freedom that comes out late at night. It's out of control! Orwell's future science fiction ended up a near prediction smug the rebel's lonely chorus, "We saw it before it saw us." Flick the page to a few years later, the novelty is out of date - a problem redefined as gone. Now we're told it's what we wanted. It's out of control! Now everyone's on camera. Everyone's an actor. There's a random factor. Someone took away the screen e-motion pictures in 3D, beyond control the human being is freer than the one projected. Being watched to keep control of "crime" - a buzzword has its hold. Another, such as "you" - it makes us follow where the message takes us: either down the path to silence, where no one does more than they're told; or to the realization: our containment needs permission. Our acceptance paves the way that makes it worse when we get old. Grandad had so much to say, but al his anger has gone cold. Tried and tested, failed suppressed. Then new technology invested here's the future human being: silent, nervous, dead, or screaming, "No! This is out of control!"
