Viggo Mortensen, left, nominated for outstanding performance by a male actor in a leading role for his work in 'Eastern Promises,' and Spanish actor Javier Bardem, nominated for outstanding performance by a male actor in a supporting role for his work in 'No Country for Old Men,' arrive for the 14th Annual Screen Actors Guild Awards on Sunday, Jan. 27, 2008, in Los Angeles.
(AP Photo/Kevork Djansezian)
Masters of War
Come you masters of war
You that build all the guns
You that build the death planes
You that build the big bombs
You that hide behind walls
You that hide behind desks
I just want you to know
I can see through your masks
You that never done nothin'
But build to destroy
You play with my world
Like it's your little toy
You put a gun in my hand
And you hide from my eyes
And you turn and run farther
When the fast bullets fly
Like Judas of old
You lie and deceive
A world war can be won
You want me to believe
But I see through your eyes
And I see through your brain
Like I see through the water
That runs down my drain
You fasten the triggers
For the others to fire
Then you set back and watch
When the death count gets higher
You hide in your mansion
As young people's blood
Flows out of their bodies
And is buried in the mud
You've thrown the worst fear
That can ever be hurled
Fear to bring children
Into the world
For threatening my baby
Unborn and unnamed
You ain't worth the blood
That runs in your veins
How much do I know
To talk out of turn
You might say that I'm young
You might say I'm unlearned
But there's one thing I know
Though I'm younger than you
Even Jesus would never
Forgive what you do
Let me ask you one question
Is your money that good
Will it buy you forgiveness
Do you think that it could
I think you will find
When your death takes its toll
All the money you made
Will never buy back your soul
And I hope that you die
And your death'll come soon
I will follow your casket
In the pale afternoon
And I'll watch while you're lowered
Down to your deathbed
And I'll stand o'er your grave
'Til I'm sure that you're dead
The nearly three-month strike made Viggo Mortensen's first Oscar nomination bittersweet.
"It's kind of odd to finally win the lottery and there's nobody at the ticket booth," he said. "I'm sure my mom would like to see me on TV and so forth. But if there's a strike, I'm not crossing the line."
He added that media conglomerates should "have the decency to stop blaming the union and sit down at the table and make a fair deal and they can have a ceremony and they can starting making movies and TV shows again."
The actor Viggo Mortensen was so ticked off by the exclusion of Dennis Kucinich from last night's debates that he got on the red eye to New Hampshire. He stood on a table with the Democratic candidate in the storefront headquarters in Concord, N.H., this afternoon, and spoke softly about the debates. "You have four people up there, no disrespect to any of them, who are cherrypicking from what Dennis is talking about."
"If you're going to steal from Dennis and not let him be on TV, then steal all of it....""When a television network has the power to decide which candidates are 'worthy' of addressing the American people, it robs the American people of their most precious right to the free flow of information and dissenting points of view," Mortensen said. "I am an actor, but I am also a citizen and a voter who resents the control that big money, big media, and entrenched political interests have in deciding what I should see, what I should hear, and what I should be allowed to think."
