Anthony Weiner

Anthony Weiner, said to be a "rising star" among democrats, spoiled by his own crudeness, animal tendencies, and naivety. I heard, "Why would he lie?" to which I must argue, why WOULDN'T he lie? Explicit photos of himself to young girls behind his wife is inexcusable. Beyond dishonesty to his wife, he understood the magnitude to which the media would blow this and how they will dig deeper and exploit it further and cause more difficulty to he and his wife. And they have. And they continue. This rising star, instead of stumbling and regaining his steps, is bombarded by cameras and questions about his personal life and the most pressing issues regarding the state of the United States are ignored... because there's gossip. It is Anthony Weiner's fault for what he did and that he lied (which he has admitted), but it's the media's fault for being little distracted children who, apparently, like to look at pictures of Anthony Weiner's privates.

Heightened and Enlightened

“This is a huh-storic day.”

Check the news like it’s a Muslim prayer schedule only to find panic, fear, frustration, yet you’re no nearer the headlines tomorrow that read:

None of This Matters – Truth Beyond Governments

Events are recorded. The whole is ignored.

Headlines roar through rollers spinning pages quicker to create demand for faster news, not better, saying:

Life Beyond What We Print

Weathermen watch numbers. Meanwhile, winds bring cold air south, but the seeds she carries are said:

CHANGE.

Seasons are forgotten unless it’s baseball, football, or political and Christmas is become elections that begin earlier each year, grow brighter each year, increase grander each year and people cheer:

Red! White! Blue!

And the papers keep rolling black ink over tree pulp pages and people pick up the one that fits their views, like doctrine, and all any of it reads:

These Are Untruths

Hands pass secrets under fine table tops hoisting brandy and cigars and then, Hark! The herald papers roll:

Stocks Fall, Money Meaningless

And buses disappear around crumbling high-rises, sidewalks crack by mighty, rumbling seedlings, newspapers compost for tree roots. Finally, it is agreed.