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u know what, nevermind.  i tried to make a clear point but it is a tough subject rapt with grayness and yin yang verisimilitudes. and Kravits’ reply to db, although i still do not wholly agree with the sentiments therein, said it better in far fewer words.

 

Abhor the distractions, outrage as soon as possible! 

 

everything is just so tragically assbackwards

 

& fuck the fuckin fucksticks who fuckin legislate this fuckstorm we’re all tryin to fuck-around in

 

assbackwards:  dog slaughter (not everyone) for fun, sadism & profit, uniformed officers (not all, likely the minority) using brute force for fun, sadism & profit, legislators (not every) inventing a war machine for fun, sadism & profits galore; hundreds of women raped in front of their children for the diamond trade, millions of people sickened to death by mining, plastics, chemicals manufacturing, and, well…you name it; millions of low income homies media hoodwinked of their income blown on the scratch-n-sniffle lottery for the carnival barker/mobster mentality of the oligarchy; & (certainly not all, but) thousands of  “Doctors” out there with so many years of the highest higher education (fronting for the pharmaceutical industry) knowingly proscribing medicine that is dangerous and far FAR from a means to true healthcare, treating symptoms rather than the core of illness, stringing folks along & alowing them to be cheated by the insurance companies who cheat the doctors equally, as a means of career longevity, even after swearing by the Hippocratic Oath to DO NO HARM…because, perhaps, of the money or a passive condescension towards less educated less erudite human life, or fear or whatever.  TURN YOUR HEAD (away from Doc) & cough.  The dividing lines that pervert our species away from balance and the like.  The cattle prods that steer us to the slaughter or to the dance number for the profits of the less inventive but more suited to abacus speak.. Why? 

What have we become?  Where are we going? 

 

I know where I’m going.  I’m going to the theatre to move backstage with a headset on, amidst the quirky mannerisms of six able lady actors and one very old for his age teen who gets to do love scenes with a 20something lady for the next 3 weeks and like it.

 

…A distraction?  I suppose that's exactly what it is.  

 

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intellectually masturbatin while the radio was playin
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