Richard D. Preston
America may not be what it should be but it’s still the best country in the world. Did I say that?
Agreed, we have a whole shit pile of problems including one two many wars or conflicts, or whatever the hell anyone wants to call ‘em. Aggressive affirmative action would be to rain MOABS down upon their terrorist gourds but that would not be politically correct. The powers that be would rather sit on their thumbs and spin while our boys and girls die one by one “over there”… another raping of our youth from our nation and an intimate screwing of the American people without the cigarette or soft music after the act.
The problem doesn’t lay with the common ordinary Joe. Chaos stems from the mucky mucks that have it all and flaunt their senseless egocentric asses in the faces of the downtrodden. Could you really give a rat’s ass if some actress is wearing a million dollar designer dress made by sum dumb guy? The way I see it I’ve tossed out better stuff than that raggedy ass dress. Half of these clothes look like they ran ‘em through a shredder anyway. Yeah I’m impressed! Now days ya just can’t tell whose got it and who don’t, but have no fear if they got it they will tell you. Designer shimmer, I was wearing holes in my Levi’s before it was cool, and not only that, my underwear is probably cool too!
Don’t like the fact that we got folks eating outta garbage cans or living under bridges; been damn close to being there myself. Here in America at least we have the means to pull up our bootstraps, suck it up and carry on. I see advertisements for this and that charities and think to myself, “What a crock of shit! Sure there are starving children overseas. And they always put the most pathetic looking doe eyed child in front of the camera for us to feel guilty for.” After the train whizzes by, and the phone number disappears, the announcer probably climbs back in his Hummer and goes to the nearest Hilton for his steak dinner. Ten cents for the starving, ninety cents for the pitchman, And a five dollar tip for the drooling waiter.
What the hell! Lead, follow or get outta the way as they say: if it were only that simple. I choose to live my life without all the hoopla and bandwagons. I’d lead if I had the influence and money to assert my power. I’d follow if there were anyone worthwhile to follow. Right now it be the pied piper leading the pack to a giant cluster F_ _K. I sure as hell ain’t gonna get outta the way. If nothing else I’ll at least make a great speed bump for the maddening crowd. My grand dad usta say, “I never wanted to be a big wheel, ‘cause when they stop rolling the little doggies have a way of pissing on ‘em.”
©Copyright March 30, 2004 by Richard D. Preston