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“Now, for something totally different…”
Is it just me, or has the whole damn world lost its mind? I used to think there might be an opportunity for lucid heads to prevail in a world destined for self-destruction… however, more and more it seems my optimism is not well-founded in reality. Even if the horrendous kidnappings, mine disasters, plane crashes, pedophile priests and border skirmishes throughout the world are ignored, it is impossible to ignore the double-dealing, megalomaniac billionaires who bilk trusting stooges out of their life savings. Then, when exposed, these scummy criminals merely seek asylum in the bankruptcy courts until their new hundred-million-dollar mansions are completed.
Apparently, the profit motive outweighs any efforts undertaken to the contrary. The idea that an altruistic effort can/should be attempted simply because it is right to do so, would seem to be anachronistic in contemporary society. If you don't believe this, you need look no further than the medium which offers this message. With scant few exceptions, the internet is, by and large, nothing but a market. Most thoughts not involving free enterprise are either largely gratuitous or mere snippets of information meant to entice or encourage one to buy or participate in the "deluxe" version for $29.95.
I've never thought of myself as a Pollyanna. Those who have known me for awhile would probably not think of me in that light, either. I've been called everything from ‘crazy as Hell’ to ‘cynical (but spelled sin-ical)’ to ‘simpleton’, but no one ever called me a fool, at least not to my face. Yet, every morning, when I fire up the ol' computer, for my daily dose of what passes for communication in the modern era, I have to wade through the obligate, inescapable SPAM. If mere usage is a reliable omen of failure, I'm sure the Delete button on my keyboard will be the first to malfunction.
So, I've quit reading newspapers (another shrine to free enterprise) and watching news broadcasts on the tube (ordinarily containing about 33 minutes per hour of devotion to the Dollar) and only occasionally do I listen to radio broadcasts… Now, it appears as though the internet is next, and there's nothing you or I can do about it.
Some of you have inquired as to why I write stories that are satirical or off-beat, or just plain goofy… the answer is simple, really. The alternative is to write what I see, and that is too ghastly for words.
Everybody sing… "I'm proud to be an American, where at least I know I'm free…" Well, maybe not free, but not too expensive, anyway...
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