With logic tossed out the window and reasoning a thing of the past, the outrage culture takes center stage in our media run society. This is a short ranty poem on the subject.
Guilty conscious ringing off alarms in the darkness. It’s haunting Read More
Daunting the shifty nonsense. Swinging pendulums lost in the crossroads
Demon deals hidden by the cornfields. The chase of success is too real
Flaunting the wrong things ‘till the swan sings
It’s been too long since cashing that check from reality. It’s caustic
A cost that won’t stick. Caused by old tricks. Stone moss that grows thick
Structural failure, neglect, the behavior
Rejected by the savior, reasoning. Calculating to slave work
Seasoning the flavor of…
As the internet continues to behave as the trashcan where we throw our opinions our collapse becomes more obvious from a distance.
Jack vents in this angered piece.
Many of us exist in a perpetual denial of our own design. Screaming at each other, it’s unclear if its for change or to disperse the pint up energy. Casting blame in every direction of what we feel most guilty of. Unable to control these impulses.
And we continue, and continue, and continue, and nothing ever changes.
The ever increasing rage of society which began with the children which felt neglected and voiceless, like a plague contagion spread to the adults and the elderly.
But it’s never real. Our virtual personas are the monsters. In person, we’re too coward to make the same stands, but behind the safety of our electronics we find it justified to diminish the life of another. Because they aren’t real. Because we’ve never met them.
Enlightened or not. With reason or not. We believe we are justified in a pursuit. The world must know what we know, and believe what we believe the way we believe it. Because we believe it.
We’re unable to stop. It’s who we’ve become. The pause button was lost when we gave up on developing our voices in person and now even the elderly behave like children, simply trying to disperse this brokenness we’ve been handed.
There’s no fix in sight and the rain clouds will make it over the hills soon. They’re coming our way. We’ve never seen an umbrella so there is no protection. We’re stuck screaming.
It’s what we do. We point fingers here, and… Read More
A country of emotional jackasses with little thought.
They clearly don't understand the situation with the children.
The don't understand the adults they arrive with are not family, they are coyotes or smugglers attempting to enter the country pretending those are their children.
They clearly don't understand anyone that can prove they are related manages to stay together as a family.
They clearly don’t understand coming into the country illegally is... Well, illegal... Therefore, a crime... Thus, they are criminals just by coming in illegally. Because... Its illegal.
They forget what prison is whether immigrant or not, which is to get removed from your family and put into cell or cage for your crime. Thus, an illegal immigrant goes to prison for the crime.
The clearly don't get that there are like 17 Latin American countries these kids come from, not just Mexico, and without paperwork we don't know which.
They don't understand most of these kids show up alone anyway.
The clearly don’t understand the foster system continues to lose children and its literally safer to put them in a cage.
Trump says lets build buildings to put them in and house them and then the people scream prison and say no. Thus, a cage is the only option.
They don't understand releasing these children is impossible because there is nowhere to sent them without knowing where they came from...
But... 'Merca. Read More