Interviewer: Well... Where are you coming from? 

Blaise Bailey Finnegan III: (pause) Well... I don't like the way the country's ran, don't you know, and, erm... that's pretty much what i was expressing in my poem. The government... the American government - they're sneaky, they're very deceitful, they're liars, they're cheats, they're rip-offs. I mean, the American government is one systematic government that...that nobody can trust. I don't trust them myself. 

Interviewer: And how long have you been writing for? 

Blaise Bailey Finnegan III: Huh? 

Interviewer: How long have you been writing for? 

Blaise Bailey Finnegan III: Since I was four. 

Interviewer: Do you do this sort of thing a lot, like, open-mic kinda questions? 

Blaise Bailey Finnegan III: Oh, I love open-mics, I love coming here to do open-mics, absolutely. 

Interviewer: What kind of reactions do you usually get? 

Blaise Bailey Finnegan III: Usually, people are... are pretty much in agreement with what I'm saying. 

Interviewer: We overheard you before talking about... you went to court today for a speeding ticket? 

Blaise Bailey Finnegan III: That's accurate. 

Interviewer: right. Do you wanna tell us that story? 

Blaise Bailey Finnegan III: Yes, absolutely, I wouldn't mind telling you the story. Erm... I went to court today for a speeding ticket, and I told the judge, erm... "Let me tell you something, and you listen and you listen good, I'm only gonna say this one time and one time only, I don't repeat myself for nobody," I said. I says... "I'm here to pay a speeding ticket, not to listen to your lectures and hear you run your mouth for an hour." I says "I'm here to pay off my speeding ticket ...and I'm here to get my fines out of the way and get the fuck to work." The judge says "You can't talk like that in my courtroom, you're in contempt of court." then I said... I told the judge, "If that's the best you can do, I feel sorry for you." I said "Why don't you just shut your fucking mouth for once and listen." I said "I'm not gonna take any shit." I said "I'm gonna pay my speeding ticket like I said." I walked up to the god damn judge and I hand him my 25 dollars and I says "Here's my money, now I am leaving." 
And I left it at that. 

(At this point the interview fades whilst the music grows in intensity) 

Then, before I left, I turned around and told the judge "I'm here to state who I am and be honest with you." I said "If they thought I was dangerous on the road like you're trying to accuse me of, wouldn't they have taken my license when I first got it? Yes they would." And the judge says "Yeah, you have a point," He goes "You don't need to get loud," I said "Don't get loud?" I says "I've got every right to get loud." I says "You can't do a god damn thing about it, because I'm expressing myself in your court, and there is nothing you can do about it. You think you're god because you have a robe and you can put people up the goddamn river for 20 years? Well you're not." 
And I left it at that. 

Interviewer: Did you walk away? 

Blaise Bailey Finnegan III: Yes I did... I don't like the judicial system, I don't like the government system, I don't like the police, I don't like anything to do with this country's government. I just don't like it, because... they're sneaky, like I said - they're deceitful, they're lying, they're cheats, they rip people off. That's the American government for you. America is a third world country, and people don't recognise it... and I think that that's pretty god damn sad, that they don't recognise their own country as a third world, third rate, third class slum. 

Interviewer: Well... Do you have any weapons? 

Blaise Bailey Finnegan III: Yes, I do. I own a high-powered assault rifle, I own a 12-gauge double barrel shotgun, I own a regular shotgun, I own a regular hunting rifle, I own a 9mm, a 357, a 45 handgun, a 38 special, and, erm... I own an m-16 fully automatic ground assault rifle... 

Interviewer: Do you think things are gonna get better before they get worse? 

Blaise Bailey Finnegan III: No way. Things are just gonna get worse and keep on getting worse. Like I said, America's a third world country as it is and... and we're just basically in a hopeless situation as it stands. 

Interviewer: What do you think this country's gonna look like in the year 2003? 

Blaise Bailey Finnegan III: Y'know, I'll tell you the truth - nothing against you guys, but I don't wanna answer that question because... I haven't even got a mind that's that...that inhumane. 

Interviewer: are you ready for what's coming? 

Blaise Bailey Finnegan III: Ready as I'll ever be. 

Interviewer: Most people aren't. 

Blaise Bailey Finnegan III: There's a little saying... Dates back for generations... 

Interviewer: Go on... 

Blaise Bailey Finnegan III: Be prepared for anything at any time from anybody, don't take no shit, always stand your ground. People wanna come up to me and run their mouth - guess what? I'll throw them through the fucking window... I won't think a thing of it. 

Interviewer: Would you mind reciting your poem for us? 

Blaise Bailey Finnegan III: Not at all, I don't see why... I don't see why I couldn't. 

There's an evil virus that's threatening mankind 
It's not state of the art, it's a serious state of the mind 
The muggers, the backstabbers, the two faced elite 
A menace to society, a social disease 
To brainwash the mind is a social disorder 
The cynics, the apathy one-upmanship order 
Watching beginnings of social decay 
Gloating and sneering at life's disarray 
Eating away at your own self esteem 
Pouncing on every word that you might be saying 
To attack someone's mind is a social disorder 
The constitution, the government, martial law order 
Superficially smiling a shake of the hand 
As soon as your back is turned treason is planned 
When every good thing's laid to rest 
By the governments hate, by the constitution and their lies 
And every time you think you're safe 
And when you go to turn away 
You know they're sharpening all their knives 
All in your mind 
All in your head 
Try to relate it 
All in your mind 
All in your head 
Try to escape it 
Without a conscience they destroy 
And that's a thing that they enjoy 
They're a sickness that's in all of our minds 
They want to sink the ship and leave 
The way they laugh at you and me 
You know it happens all the time 
But it only happens in your mind 
The rats in the cellar you know who you are... 
Or do you? 
Watching beginnings of social decay... 

Interviewer: Thank you for your time.