Segarini – I Want….


My Kiddles

One thing I have learned from the Internet (aside from realizing that we have access to every bit of information, both true and false, that exists in the known universe) is that not many of us seem to be very happy. We don’t like the way our lives are going, the way things are run, or the seemingly endless parade of ridiculous events and idiotic statements attributed to people, that may or may not be true. Common sense is dead or dying, and the voice of reason is tiny and can barely be heard through the cacophony of those who shout it down



It is easy to find out what people do not like, hate, or detest. For example, just go into your newsfeed on Facebook and read what your fellow Facebookers have to say. The evidence of unrest and outrage over both personal and societal ills is overwhelming. We are adept and forthcoming in our ability to voice our grievances, condemn those who oppose our opinions, and we are brutally outspoken on myriad topics and news items we know little or nothing about. We react to the words and the pictures on the Internet instantly and vociferously, rarely taking the time to check the source, the facts, or the validity of the words or the image. We need to do something to show our support or outrage, and we need to supply our 2 cents. We need to be heard.

It is human nature.

It is our way of venting our own frustration and feelings of helplessness in the face of the world around us and its never-ending river of stupid, sad, and tragic.

Sometimes this is just a healthy way of interacting, being heard, and keeping our anger in check.

Sometimes, it feeds the festering  desire to do more than just vent, and that can lead to tragedy. In the wrong hands, with the wrong mindset, this atmosphere of fear, outrage, and uninformed opinions can trigger a barely-balanced individual or group of people to his, her, or their tipping point…and the result can be headline news in the real world, with consequences, repercussions…and a body count.

Me? …I cool off by playing Angry Birds.



As in, “We all have them”….

From the most personal heartaches to the most world-spanning ones, we are overwhelmed by problems at every turn.

Back in the day when these came to our attention in a schoolyard or on the front page of the local newspaper radio, or television, it was mostly manageable. The personal problems were between our friends and ourselves, a girl or boy relationship, a bully, a test, a homework assignment that was eaten by the family dog, or a parental ‘grounding’ because we didn’t mow the lawn or accidently started a fire in the garage. They may not seem like much when you laugh about them over tequila shots 30 years later, but at the time, these are extinction level moments when you are young and dumber than a Bush.

a Bush

…Oops! Wrong Bush….

Bush Family


The less experience you have, the bigger and more intimidating the problems. When we’re young, we just need to belong, but that desire manisfests itself in thinking that in order to ‘belong’, we need to be like those who seem to be better, smarter, and more popular than us.

We may deny it, not only to others, but to ourselves, but deep down, when we’re young, we all want to be Cool Kids

…and now we are being driven into the ground by what some of the “cool kids” grew up to be.


…and speaking of Bush….

Everybody Wants to Rule the World

…but no one seems capable of solving the problems we face. Ever. Oh there is plenty of grumbling and whining and complaints about them, and countless speeches and diatribes of who or what is to blame for them, and oodles of demands for solutions and pleas for “your help” in solving them, and thousands upon thousands of suggestions on how to combat them…but then…nothing.

We scream, we shout, we pound our fists on the table and our heads against the wall, and then…nothing.

We argue, we fight, we discuss and we speculate, and then…nothing.


It used to be confined to ghettos and third world countries…now we’re ALL thinking “Makes me wonder why I haven’t gone under”….

The Message

Most of us reading this grew up in the middle class. Those who are being born as we speak may not have a ‘Middle Class’ to grow up in.

Those of us born in poverty grew up in a world where it was possible to rise above your station and improve your life and the lives of your families and loved ones.


Those of us born into wealth were able to use that wealth to benefit others less fortunate, to offer help and assistance to those in need and create opportunities Kennedyfor those less fortunate. Taught that wealth was a tool that came with a responsibility to use it wisely and remember that the wealth in your life was earned by hard work and resilience, we strove to add to it, use it, and to teach our children to never become a slave to the very thing that enabled them…and we did all of that not on the backs of exploited workers, dishonest machinations, taking advantage, or thievery. Yes…some great fortunes and positions were built on treachery, manipulation, and worse, but they were exceptions, not the standard by which positions and wealth are seemingly achieved today.

Compassion and Scruples have since appeared to have joined Common Sense and Reason on the pile of rejected and forgotten touchstones, inherent givens, and understood resources.

All is not lost, however.

There are still those who work toward these dwindling beliefs. Still those whose agenda is one of tolerance and understanding. Still those who look upon their fellow man as brothers and sisters. Still those who want a better, safer world for all…and not just for themselves and their like-minded peers.



I want my grandchildren and their children to grow up in a world similar to the one I grew up in, in a place similar to where I grew up, surrounded by the love, friendship, and opportunity exactly like I grew up with. They have the love, the family, the friends, and the joy…but what about the rest?

Really…is that too much to ask?

Hole in the World


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DBAWIS ButtonBob “The Iceman” Segarini was in the bands The Family Tree, Roxy, The Wackers, The Dudes, and The Segarini Band and nominated for a Juno for production in 1978. He also hosted “Late Great Movies” on CITY TV, was a producer of Much Music, and an on-air personality on CHUM FM, Q107, SIRIUS Sat/Rad’s Iceberg 95, (now 85), and now publishes, edits, and writes for DBAWIS, osts The Bobcast every Monday night at Cherry Cola’s, and continues to write music, make music, and record.


One Response to “Segarini – I Want….”

  1. proderick Says:

    No, not too much to ask. I want the same life for my kids and grandkids, but its a different world we live in and it’s nothing like the life we once had here in Stockton…….actually Stockton has turned into a dark ugly violent unsafe place. So sad, but so true. There are still some good people trying to do good things…but sadly, it’s a hot mess around here!

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