Americans, well, at least in the media believe that the way to change behaviors is to punish either criminally, civilly or socially anyone who doesn't fit the societal norm.

Think about that for a minute,

...when someone is emotionally conflicted to the point that their behavior is no longer considered within a range of acceptance and THEN society decides, or any group, movement, political ideology or party to shun or expel, to incarcerate, admonish and thereby torture an, "emotionally conflicted," soul what you have accomplished by society's response is to create permanent anger and hatred.

Permanent anger and hatred.

American society therefore can be said to relish hatred and permanent anger as a way of life for all of it's citizens since every single person whom is inflicted with pain upon suffering will be assured to continue inflicting whatever pain and suffering they can on everyone else the rest of their life. So your only solution is to remove these souls from society permanently.

Was that the intent?

Is that the goal?

Do we need law, rules and fantasy crimes for every single thing a person says or does?

Is the endgame to remove these from society or to reform them?


Imagine now,

America arrests or imprisons one million people per year for using drugs,

...there are forty million felons alive today.

Wow! Lot of bad guys off the streets huh? Let's put that another way shall we?

America ruins a million people a year.
America creates a million 'soon-to-be' violent felons every year.
"Felons," who were nonviolent before being tortured by society and tortured in prison...forty million angry people live around you right now.

Forty million people!

America must want the nation to fail for every year we destroy a million people just because we want to be able to say at least I am not as bad as that person and point your finger while knowing there is no reason, no civil crime, that warrants bankruptcy, imprisonment, violence, ****, abuse, belittling, shame and banishment just because you personally don't like video games.

...or you don't like gambling,
...or you don't enjoy ***.
...or you don't smoke marijuana,
...or you hate Hollywood liberalism.
...you can't stand alcoholics,
...or you're afraid of the mentally ill.
...or your jealous of the *** you perceive someone having,
...angry because you think you work harder than someone else,
...because you deserve a better life so why not destroy others right?

Hatred as a virtue.

I wonder what our economy would be like if the 'fifty-plus' MILLION alleged criminals had jobs instead of listing away producing the smallest amount of productivity possible because YOU THINK they deserve to have a worse life for acting in a manner you do not agree with PERSONALLY.

That is one out of every seven people in The United States.

Hatred perpetuated.

That is American culture and that is why Black Lives Matter.

I curse the midnight muse
her full bladder urgency

calling from the darkest darkness
quilling me willing me to write

on the ruined side of town
from an old unsettled score

1970s melodies drift

shadowlines shift
in love's unfinished war
lay the greatness of your time
in a hollow bend by a tree of skin
and bones
under air tides of sea
and summer duets

the world's richest man
fought
the world's strongest man
for a place
overlooking my shoulder in order to have the best
view of
what
i'm
writing

this **** happens
all the time
and the
*******
still can't
understand
a word
much less
write
one

magic and loss
march 2, 1942 - october 27, 2013

to a life well lived
rest in peace...

/as they say... there's a method underlying the madness.../

...and you will not find a mcdonald's
in st. petersburg,
but sure as hell you'll find a crêpe
outlet, serving you the lovely
goo with orange caviar,
              orange caviar?!
        yep, the working man's version
of what's riddling vogue-party
       canapés.

- and perhaps i didn't see much of the world,
or rather seen, but judas snippets
of it - but sure as hell,
            i managed to see a lot of... myself.

punctuation note:
          (...) or what we prefer to call: cliff-hangers,
or even better! hangmen!

who would have thought that
such a breakfast could take place,
a slice of white bread,
   which in england we call a blümer
(umlaut variant of oo(h),
          i.e. a bloomer, late bloomer etc.
cousin german translates current
english, rex germanicus;
    did the saxons invent the saxophone?)

diacritical arithmetic -
           and if you think modern greek
doesn't simply exaggerate diacritical
markings, then you wouldn't be
far from the opulance of the harking
(rather than trilling Rs) of the french...

   volapük und herr schleyer
           is also a worthy mention of opulance...

yet all it was, a buttered slice of white
bread, eaten with a mix of
white and red grapes,
               simultaneously chewed
with baby tomatoes...
                 a very unlikely combination,
even though, technically,
tomatoes are fruits, rather than
veggies...
                    a sweetness,
                             with a sourness -
the sickly sweet, with the slightly
teasing sour...

garnished with an "apéritif"
                       (misnomer, hence " "
        enclosure)
                               or rather:
  an appertif (something eaten
        as a conclusion) -
                             to clean the palette,
with a clean riddled-bite into
             a radish, with that noticeable
pinch, that isn't the kind
                         attributed to salt.