What is ROCK?
Is it a feeling, or is it an attitude? Could it physically be in the blood that pumps through our imprisoned, slaves to the grindstone, five days a week bodies? For some, rock is an accepted form of popular music. For others, rock is a spiky wristband on a hairy fist punching an exploding oil tanker.
We all struggle with creation's infinite question: "Why work when you can rock?" In the next two minutes and fifty two seconds, we will try to answer that question. What is rock?
For Possible Oscar, Rock is FTW.