Sometimes I see society as a huge herd of cattle in front of TV's, sitting in lazy boys with hooves up and udders pointed to the sky, transfixed by the latest advertising frenzical hypnotism.
Drooling and mindless and sitting in a pool of depression because their bodies are rebelling against the unusual lack of movement. Eyes gobbling up digital depictions of what will make them happy in mind and body if only they have enough money or balls to receive the debt required.
The big boys laugh as they program their armies of chattel with channels of junk food for the mind into more and more blind consumerism, that in turn lines their pockets with more golden thread.
Will we wake up from this self induced slumber? Or will we only be usurped by legions of veal, each individual connected to the next with umbilical cords tattooed with Twitter?
Pretty harsh, there, Blue Eyes! >:o}
ReplyDeleteWell, harsh, perhaps, but eloquently stated and unquestionably true, at least as true as any generalism can be. Your description doesn't fit EVERYBODY, but it fits enough folks for the imagery to "twitter" into place, at least in my imagination. And, forgive me, but I loved "and udders pointed to the sky." Harshness CAN have it's place, Dear Heart, and your little touch of eloquence might make this go down a bit easier.
ReplyDeleteThanks so much Rob and William for coming by to read! I appreciate you both! :)
ReplyDeleteThis is why I don't own a TV and don't go on Twitter. But I do have higher hopes for the veal. :)
ReplyDeleteBig smiles Fiocle! :)
ReplyDeleteAgain Creative writing at its best is challenging.
ReplyDeleteThe image is association and not to be taken literally Veal what a brilliant poetic turn to sharpen the focus
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Thanks so much MJ for stopping by! :)
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