Song Review: “On the Turning Away” by Pink Floyd

Song Review: “On the Turning Away” by Pink Floyd

I’ve been reflecting on a Pink Floyd song lately: “On The Turning Away.” It’s a song that moved me as a teenager—a song that encourages global unity, world peace and universal brotherhood. It champions the Weltanschauung of the 1960s, reminding us about the importance of social protest.

Now, years later, I see the song in a negative light. It’s now an idealistic fantasy, a pipe dream of liberal poppycock.

On the turning away
From the pale and downtrodden
And the words they say
Which we won’t understand

Some people deserve our help; others don’t. Most people that pretend to be “downtrodden” are really hucksters, predators on the prowl: male feminists, confidence men, lying seductresses, etc. They wear the coat of nobility, but it’s merely an affectation—a showy pretense. They are selfish people.

“Don’t accept that what’s happening
Is just a case of others’ suffering
Or you’ll find that you’re joining in
The turning away”

Not everybody is “suffering.” In the United States, we’re assaulted by a 24/7 Grievance Industry: sexism, racism, homophobia (rinse and repeat). Most of these people are not really suffering—they’re attention whores with first-world problems. Their incessant yammering is an attempt to deceive the public. And it pulls our attention away from doing real honorable deeds: helping children with cerebral palsy, for example.

It’s a sin that somehow
Light is changing to shadow
And casting it’s shroud
Over all we have known

That’s true. And most of “light changing to shadow” comes from the foul mouth of left-wing anarchists. They proclaim themselves to be open-minded, but they insult others, destroy property, riot, etc.

Unaware how the ranks have grown
Driven on by a heart of stone
We could find that we’re all alone
In the dream of the proud

Actually, a “heart of stone” is a good thing—at least at first. There are so many snakes in the grass that one must be careful. People should earn your trust. They need to win the right to enter the secret confines of your heart. Would you tell your teenage daughter to trust everyone, or would you tell her to be careful? Think about it.

On the wings of the night
As the daytime is stirring
Where the speechless unite
In a silent accord

Sounds like a Million Woman March. And by the way, what were they marching about again?

Using words you will find are strange
And mesmerized as they light the flame
Feel the new wind of change
On the wings of the night

I think that cisgendered and pansexual officially qualify as “words you will find are strange.”

No more turning away
From the weak and the weary
No more turning away
From the coldness inside

I will have to “turn away” if the order-through-chaos media continues to assault me with Cultural Marxism. I have to watch my blood pressure, making sure it does not spike to unhealthy levels.

Just a world that we all must share
It’s not enough just to stand and stare
Is it only a dream that there’ll be
No more turning away?

Yes, there will be a “turning away”—from a mainstream media that feeds the public with lies. From cheap philosophies that lead to disillusion and chaos. From “feel good” mantras that are empty platitudes. From a failure to mentor the young with profitable advice.

I’m a bit sad today. It sucks to know that a song I thoroughly enjoyed is now a joke to me (at least lyrically).  I feel like Dorothy in The Wizard of Oz when she find out that there is no magical wizard—just an old charlatan hiding behind a curtain.