In another vain attempt to watch TV news tonight game show:
my mind whispers become violent wagers in a game where there are no winners at the end. Losers posing as gentleman litter the landscape. I watch in horror of the grisly details of another day on the nightly news that is dealt from a plastic shoe in a smoky back room and transported to our living room in a neat production package.
I could never understand how the pretty boys and gal journalist do it with a such a good poker face when the cards the world is holding is a losing hand in obvious fixed game of chance.
Sometimes a smile appears on the reporter face. Can they be smirking about that family values -preaching politician who was busted in a seedy downtown S&M club with his mistress. There he is plastered on the back pages of a tabloid with only thing he is wearing - a leathery twisted smile Yes the news can be sadistic and masochistic game dominated by the worst we humans can be.
I could never understand how the pretty boys and gal journalist do it with a such a good poker face when the cards the world is holding is a losing hand in obvious fixed game of chance.
Sometimes a smile appears on the reporter face. Can they be smirking about that family values -preaching politician who was busted in a seedy downtown S&M club with his mistress. There he is plastered on the back pages of a tabloid with only thing he is wearing - a leathery twisted smile Yes the news can be sadistic and masochistic game dominated by the worst we humans can be.Maybe as we are falling it feels like we are flying high with loaded dice and no way to bluff out of this one.
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