Thursday, May 1, 2025
How can frivolity and severity coincide? How can the human body be alive and dying at the same time? How can humor be at the bedside of the dying? How can a dead body do such a macabre vanishing act? It vanishes and “moves” away, but it’s dead! It’s dead but it still acts!
How can a dignitary slip and fall down a flight of stairs or the Pope shit himself? – his lily-white garments, handcrafted by Prada, soiled and full of human stench. How can the billionaire be reduced to begging, depressed, and suicidal? How can an orange clown ride in a presidential limousine? How can the hallowed seats in the Senate Chamber of The US Capitol be filled with sweaty, hairy, squishy bottoms – many padded with adult undergarments? How can the lines of black and white converge, making the world more brown? How can male become female or marriage become redefined by idiots dressed in black robes? How can a holy man of God penetrate the innocence of a child, merely for an orgasm?
How can the Virgin Mary be pregnant? How can someone hold a gun to another and pull the trigger, point blank, then go home and hug their kids? How can chaos ever be organized? How can it all be straightened out?
When cause and effect are the same, who do you blame? Who do you give honor to? Where is the complaints department? Where is customer service? Where is the suggestion box? Where is God, so I can sock it to him? Apparently, he’s busy being praised for his mighty acts by the evangelicals. But what about the foolishness, the folly, the insanity? Even the devil works for the so-called Big Guy. How can you be the hero? It takes a mess to make a hero. So, who you gonna call in distress? It all seems rigged.