We are popping pills at an alarming rate. Staying up all night and catching glimpses of infomercials. These people become our comfort. So we voted one the leader of the free world. He's always selling. We are always buying. America Inc. Donald looks like a giant, hyper-orange pill. The kind that addicts know is bad but we swallow it anyway because, we are addicts and we know it's going to fuck us up good. So we lick off that waxy coating and get to the numbing horror that lies underneath. Need that fix.
"I don't want to do it. You do it."
Pop a pill. Check the box. Feel nothing. Wait, maybe a little twinge of remorse...there's a pill for that too. Pop it. It's ok.
Both sides. So many drugs. Uppers, downers and levelers.
My world is doing well, so I'm able to see outside my little box. Yes we should be informed. But if our own house is in disarray it's not in our best interest to take in the worlds pain as well. Social media is great but informing ourselves based on a twitter feed is not always going to pan out. I've been guilty of sharing horribly wrong information masked in noble efforts. There are con men everywhere and now that we have one as the President elect, they will be even more prevalent. Snake oil will now be made in China, spit on in America, marked "Made in the USA" and sold in bulk for 3 easy payments of "shut the fuck up."
Combat Veteran essays to make the world not feel so empty.