Who Is A Droogie?

Be careful before you call yourself a Droogie, dear Droogies! Droogie is not exactly friend, as we know it. Droogie must remind you of Aristotle, who said “My dear friends, there are no friends!” It is beyond this dictum that the real Droogie lives.

Dave Mustaine came up with Droogie from A Clock Work Orange by Anthony Burges. It refers to friends who are entirely on their own; a friendship of those who will it freely. Droogism is a crime or any act for the sake of it, that is, not having an end apart from the very act. A bit like Art For The Sake Of Art.

The novel is about the Pavlovian conditioning of a young man of Droogism into someone incapable of violence, even suicide. He becomes incapable, while being cured of Droogism, to choose between good & evil. He lost his free will. In the popular reception of the novel (via the film) Droogies are aimless gangs committing random crimes. But in the novel the catharsis of the hero at the end affirms the truth of Droogism; one must be a friend in freedom. A friend is someone who joins you in his own terms. It is not easy to be a friend for that very reason. Every act must have no end apart from the act, especially acts of friendship.

Droogie, in this sense, is exactly what an admirer of Megadeth is. For it is not at all easy to love Megadeth. Thanks to Mustaine! I really mean Thank You Dave Mustaine! I hope it never becomes easy!!  

The opposite of Droogie is the Pavlovian Dog, the metallica fanboy. It is easier to love them, metalica; easy like joining a crowd which does not require you to find your own reasons, to make it authentically your own. The size of the crowd is its own reason. It is indeed a big crowd, as a metalica fan commented in Dom Lawson’s blog entry Megadeth Are Better Than Metallica –

“Total album sales Megadeth : >20 Mill worldwide
Total album sales MetallicA: >51 Mill US alone
Hall of Fame member : METALLICA
END OF ARGUMENT - Fuck off
PS nice job skippy”

Now, this is the typical metallica fan. He has numbers on his side. He is the mass, the crowd. If you recall Hetfield during the Hall Of Piss induction where he said “We are the BIGGEST metal band in the world”. No! Not the best. Nope, he prefers BIG to the best [Jimmy Hetfield should know that Britney has already sold 86 million worldwide].

Droogies on the other hand have reasons of their own, for numbers are not with them. In fact Droogies hate numbers. They invent their reasons. They come as they please, they go as they please. This coming and going itself of course is the mark of a Droogie. From their inception every Droogie makes his/her own Megadeth. They know that it is the most hated metal band around. Their friend/hero Mustaine is without arguments the most crucified man in metal. 

Nothing is working for them, the Droogies. Who cares? We are not looking for something else. Are we? We love Deth for the very pleasure of loving Deth! If it is hard we say “very good!” If the metallica Pavlovian Dogs make it the hardest we say “Yeah! Much better!” But our question to you is "Is that all you've got?" 

The point, Dear Droogies, is that we are as creative as our Megadeth. We invent our own Megadeths alongside Dave Mustaine. We thrill in the knowledge that we are not a crowd. We mock and laugh at the hate-filled Pavlovian pack of conditioned dogs which stand against us. We know that their tails between their legs get drenched in their own piss as we laugh our mad laughter for the joy of laughter. Our laughter as loud as the MegaRiffs!