The meaning of the lyrics of the song "Cont" by the artist "Tim Minchin"
Tim Minchin's song "Context" humorously emphasizes the importance of context in understanding information. The song begins with the lyrical hero rattling off a series of offensive stereotypes aimed at various groups of people – Jews, blacks, Eskimos, women, etc. He confesses to hating them without explaining why, creating an impression of extreme intolerance and prejudice.
However, in the middle of the performance, the hero "accidentally" drops the sheet with the lyrics, covering part of the lines. After an awkward pause, he "remembers" that the song is not called "Cont" (consonant with a curse word), but "Context", and starts performing the song again.
This time, a context is added to each offensive phrase, which completely changes its meaning. The hero does not hate all Jews, but only those who shoot child pornography. He is not annoyed by women in general, but by those who impose their views on motherhood on others. Hatred of the Chinese is caused by their cruelty to rhinos.
Thus, Minchin ridicules the hypocrisy and superficiality of judgments based on stereotypes. He shows that it is important not just to condemn people for their belonging to a particular group, but to pay attention to their actions and motivation.
The original lyrics of the song - "Cont"
I don't like Jews
Neither should you
They're ethically and spiritually poor
That's a fact
I don't like black people
It's just not acceptable
There should be some kind of law
That is that
And I get the shits
With Inuits
They get on my tits
The little bastards
And women
Just make me so mad
Does that make me bad?
Am I bad?
Is that bad?
And the fuckin' Italians
I just cannot stand them
They really inspire my rancor
Cheating fucking Italian wankers
And lesbians and the bi-curious
Make me furious
It's not their fault I know
But still...
Grr...
And fuckin' Christians
I just want to punch them in their faces
And I'm not comfortable with Muslims on the tube
And I can't stand publicly breast-feeding mothers
And I hate gays who talk happily
And the fuckin' Chinese make me angry
I hate the rich
I hate the poor
I hate bitches
I hate whores
I hate Africans
I hate Japanese
I hate the disabled
I hate Burmese
Yeah I don't care about your color or your creed
I will judge you for no reason
“Fuck, Sorry. That's the trouble with trying out new stuff. I had half the lyrics covered up. I think we should probably do it again. I think if we leave it there I might run the risk of being misconstrued. It's not even called 'Cont', it called 'Context'.”
I don't like Jews
Who make and distribute kiddy porn
Neither should you
Their ethically and spiritually poor
That's a fact
I don't like black people
Who risk billions of other peoples money gambling on future derivatives
It's just not acceptable
There should be some kind of law
That is that
And I get the shits
With Inuits
Who find out what job I do
And regale me with a racist joke or two
They get on my tits
The little bastards
And women
Who judge other women for not holding
The same views as them vis-a-vis career and mothering
Just make me so mad
Does that make me bad?
Am I bad?
Is that bad?
And the fuckin' Italians
I just cannot stand them
When they take a dive in the penalty box
Denying Australia its world cup spot
They really inspire my rancor
Cheating fucking Italian wankers
And lesbians and the bi-curious
Make me furious
When their pride parade blocked the traffic flow
when my baby had asthma and had to go to the hospital
It's not their fault I know
But still...
Grr...
And fuckin' Christians
Who lean on their horn
When my wife is being cautious at an intersection
I just want to punch them in their faces
Although my anger is fleeting
I understand their frustration
She's a little too hesitant
And I'm not comfortable Muslims on the tube
Who look over my shoulder when I'm readin'
And I can't stand publicly breast-feeding mothers
Who smoke cigarettes while their feeding
And I hate gays who talk happily
During the final act of King Lear
And the fuckin' Chinese make me angry
When they make sham erection potions
Out of the horns of endangered rhinoceros
I hate the rich who use their wealth as an excuse for bigotry
I hate the poor who use their poverty as an excuse for bigotry
I hate bitches who get rabies and try to bite babies
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