It's all doom - war in the Levant; war of the Russian steppes; genocide in western China; inflation; interest rates; non-Voice dividing a nation.

A curative is called for. A break from the doom.

Last night I, along with 40,000 others went to the Paul McCartney concert in Sydney. A curative indeed. Forty thousand people, united in their love of one man, who stood as a representative of three others. And through their love of that one man, they experienced love, comradeship and oneness with the strangers around them.

One man standing alone on stage (his band members taking a break) supported only by his own guitar and singing a song he wrote more than half a century ago (Blackbird). And 40,000 people in absolute reverent silence. A massively moving moment.
Then, later, 40,000 people joyously singing along to tunes that are sign-posts, not just of a generation, but of a civilisation.

That one man, albeit the most consequential musician in a century, can bring such lasting joy, engenders hope for the future and admiration for the past.

That's escapism, not a curative. An 81 year old Beatle isn't going to make a difference to the miserable world. I was never a Beatle fan; never went to a concert of any sort; hate crowds, and wouldn't go near one will all the multicultural nut jobs infesting the country these days.

I understand nostalgia though, I go in for old films (not 'movies') and reading philosophy to escape. But nothing is going to make 21st. Century living, existence, any better.

I'm one not to get sucked in simply because some hype about something as meaningless as an old Beatle or pop music in general. There's way too much hype about everything as soon as someone finds a way to make more money !
How sad ! How soul-destroying !

Hi mhaze,

A Beatle in 2023?

Wow! How lucky was Australia that an 81 year old
Sir Paul McCartney was still prepared to travel
the world to share his era-defining songs with
us Aussies.

He's a recipient of eight-figure annual royalty
cheques - so he didn't do it for the money.
He doesn't need the money.

It must have been awesome. I wish I could have been
there.

I would have loved to have heard him sing "Hey Jude,"
(Na-Na-Na-Na-Na-Na-Na-Na-Na!).

As always, the best cure for boredom is truth.
Go back to truthful principles.
For example, accept that things which happen around you are just things which happen.
They are, in themselves, neither bad, nor good, nor otherwise.
They are the result of inevitable change around us, and nothing more.
But we judge them by the effect they have upon us.
When we benefit, we say they are good things.
When disadvantage results, we say they are bad things.
But the truth is they are just happenings, or changes, and nothing more.
And what benefits you might disadvantage another.
We can't all win a lottery can we?
The effect of something which happens can change over time too.
A benefit now, but less so later on, or vice versa.
Changes can be naturally occurring, or engineered by man.
The latter might be deliberately devised, and intended to cause harm and destruction.
Base your thinking on truthful ideas, not fanciful stories designed to hijack your thoughts.
It won't cost you anything to think creatively and logically.

Oh My, Mhaze - you took a great risk!

I hope and pray you are OK: Did McCartney order you to take drugs?

When I was small, my little friends told me that the Beatles were God.
My parents, on the other hand, told me that the Beatles tell people to take drugs.

That got me really worried, because if God tells you something then you must do it, no ifs or buts.

So I asked my parents, "where do the Beatles live?", so they answered "in England", thus I resolved that I will never go to England so that the Beatles won't catch me and tell me to take drugs.