What strange times we live in. For as trite as that phrase is, I don't think there's any other way to put it. For as comfortable as we've become with living next door to our annihilation as a species, the medical field doesn't seem to have figured out the concept of mortality...well, you could argue that they have, but a different abstraction motivates them to perpetuate absurdity. And for as tangled and twisted as the web is, as deep as the rabbit hole drops, it seems to all boil down to one point, one flaw in Western "logic..."
When it comes down to it, they can never really answer "why?"
Today, two people fell in love, some people stubbed their big toe, a person's smile made a stranger's day, a little girl lost her first tooth, a husband became a father, some one cried for the loss of a loved one, a man killed total strangers, a whore turned a trick, a country carried on "business as usual." And also today, climate shifts were continuing, petroleum deposits were drained more, a child starved, violence was inflected on strangers by strangers, the media gave a voice to a jackass who should have been kept quiet and silenced a story that should be known. And in this country, criminals remained at-large, in office...and the country carried on "business as usual."
"Ev'ry day da bucket a-go-a well; one day, da bottom a-go drop out." Jamaican proverb
What happens then? Are things really as bad as they can seem? Is there any way out? To fix? To throw-out and start-over? To not fuck things up once something new was established?
Tomorrow, the sun will rise, perhaps...
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