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on rare occasion of its broadcast, when we read that a member of the few, the proud, the privileged has their slate cleaned by the ways and the means of an unbalanced slap-on-the-hand presence of one-man’s-justice-is-another-man’s-jip ...it stings from the deepest places …as this undeniable truth of centuries’ oppressions swims up and snacks a bite outta papa’s sense of meaning and relative fair play; smack on the ass & with a wallop that do charley horse a bit besets the mind on a due course of discontent and sometimes malcontent, and, sigh, all too often hell-bent on sending a moody message up the flagstaff that’ll probably manifest itself in th’form of a random confrontational give or be given of a thwack on the cabbage in some bar up the road at twelve o’clock and St. Smithereens…& as that motion nosebleeds one’s cordial devotion towards a notion to make heads or tails of life’s ancient patterns that appear to clearly point out the painfully...oblivious matters-of-fact that prove  might DOES, in fact, equal right and there IS a pecking order that has so been the squirrel of inhuman disorder that boarders on corrosion, …the soul dies a little more. But one also has the power to see something else in the truth, like..who do you know who would throw themselves under the bus if the moment allowed for quiet contemplation and a new day’s dawning, or the worm COULD turn & a get out of jail free be applied to the situation?  & in that light, who do YOU know who would take that second chance & make a difference by ascertaining one’s place in the cocktail universe wherein one can bust a move, stake a potent attitude …amongst a panel of status quo gameshow hosts who swank utmost office?

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I, myself, recognize a certain strength of character absent from the shoppermost of the Toppermost being hoisted by the decidedly privileged (that is seen in all walks o life), but isn’t near so exemplified by the denial of justice.…as when one of them owns the Oval Office.

On the other hand, this world’d not be the same without sons & daughters raised by a level of wealth & wuthering perception, with generations of hierarchal politesse and education. But where are they now, & will a gene pool ever again produce that nobleperson residue?

There were once the Kings & Knights.  Were there ever (really) exemplary manifestations of

nobility (truly)? & if so, then now’s never been a better time to see ‘em coming to the fore.

& if they’re already here & we’ve become too accustomed to being buffaloed at every turn,

to the point of SELDOM seeing the well-meaning anymore, then ...let us go light up the avenues.

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