Bee of the Bird of the Musk

In my April 16 post "Be he moth or be he bird," I discussed the They Might Be Giants song "Bee of the Bird of the Moth," which was based on Jonathan Lethem's "The Moth of the Bee of the Birds." The TMBG song mentions "Sleep of Reason Corporation," and I noted that this is a reference to Goya.

They Might Be Giants pinch the bee/bird/moth combo but otherwise completely rewrite the song. "The Bee of the Bird of the Moth" is about the hummingbird moth -- a sort of moth which resembles a sort of bird which resembles a bee. This chimerical creature becomes a symbol of the breaking down of boundaries, of things that should be utterly distinct blurring together, and of Goya's "sleep of reason" that produces monsters.

Last night, I watched the Babylon Bee sketch "A Babylon Bee Update From Twitter Jail."

The video begins with Kyle Mann showing off the tattoos he got in Twitter Jail and ends with him (offscreen) saying to Elon Musk, “Hey, would you do us a solid and accept Jesus as your Lord and Savior?” This ties in with my recent "Christian tattoo" sync.

Here's one of the comments to the video (square brackets in the original):

Considering Musk watches the Babylon Bee and right after BB got banned Musk announced publicly what his plans where you could say The Bee inspired the Musk to the Bird [which even if it's not true it's fun to say]

Musk is phonetically close enough to moth to make this a hit on the bee/bird/moth theme. (TMBG of course predicted Twitter long ago with "Birdhouse in Your Soul," featuring a blue canary.)

Today I was reading a banned book by an excommunicated academic -- it is probably most prudent not to mention either by name -- and I found this:

The Masters of War want you to believe them, because your fear and terror will always help fill their coffers -- and get them ready for their next war. May the Power of Truth cause the shadows of the night to flee away! Our common security comes from the building of bridges of trust, friendship and mutual understanding, not in armaments. One thinks here of the picture by Goya, "When Reason Sleeps, Monsters Are Born." Let us not live in the sleep of reason.