The trash can

There is no pride in the game

For a year the media has tripped  over themselves chasing the man shrouded in gold like a dog chasing its tail.

A year of gross commentary and vile shouting matches has led to this..

Men and Women of privilege debating who has the most riches and who is less racist. Imagine two of the most luxurious people in the world featured on stylized news channels deciding who treats US worse 

I have more educated, compassionate and honest dialogues with my loved ones  at the dinner table

But we aren’t cool or famous so our voices don’t get heard.

Hours of the day are spent  dissecting his every word and gesture

Minutes are spent reviewing her long history of transgressions

And no time is spent on people like me, my neighbors or any real community in need of real answers

A natural disaster of historic proportions wasnt enough to get the tv personalities attention or airtime; they sent in a drone for a minute of airtime

Numerous worthy stories are left on the cutting room floor so a faux journalist can squeeze every second out of the days drama to allow another hour of his prime time show

Pride is nowhere to be found in this election;  not from the candidates or those charged to be pilars of the truth

The truth doesn’t exist when men and women choose apathy over work.

Its laziness wrapped up as expertise.

There is no trusted name in news or unbiased reporting. Just men and women seeking their own interests, ratings and ad money.

When those in charge of reporting the truth are swimming in the gutter we the people stay left behind.


The deaf of democracy

You do not speak for me

and No, I’m not with you.

Nothing you say or make up with your posh friends in the “news” world or in Hollywood  will change my mind.

No catchy slogan or celebrity endorsement will help

I see through it all; including  your faux concern for the common man.

For me.

You both have divided and conquered through the most egregious of ways; using race, ethnicity, class, religion and intolerance to propel your greedy self interests

To be the last one standing you sacrificed every moral and ethical truth

Through your lifetime of inaction and ridiculous tongue you have shown me all I need to see and hear.

And while you scream and shout at one another my voice, OUR voices, the voices of the people continue to go unheard

So keep screaming and shouting because…..

you are not my role model or hero.

you are nothing more than a symbol of elitism dressed up as progressiveness and strength

Your attempts to appear “cool” by standing next to people who make a living shaming those of us who don’t fit their 90210 lifestyle only mocks the real progress that has yet to be embraced by you or your foe

So No, I’m not with you and No, you are not my voice

You don’t hear or see me because I dont fit the archaic labels you use to divide and conquer at any and all cost

My life has no value to you beyond a donation and a vote so I refuse to acknowledge your worth in my life or in our democracy

You both are nothing more than symbols of stagnation and cronyism in a profession that demands no accountability.

Your political status is a reminder that while we as a culture have come far, we the people must challenge and progress our ideals of what a “free” society looks like for ALL if this is what democracy sounds like in 2016.