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The teacher stands before her detained class And from behind her authoritative podium She equates abortion to the holocaust A dangerous comparison in an educational garrison But the other children nodded their heads in agreement A benefit of having the ear of youth Is being able to infect it with your own toxic ideology What bacteria did this ear infection consist of? Conservatism? Religiosity? Chastity? The answer was depressingly simple I was the only one there unaware of Fox News I was a casualty of the confusion The confusion engendered By venom thoughts placing politic-colored glasses on the entrenched masses Entertainment Used to convey anger and hate Emotions worth conveying But not living in The intents and desires of their vulnerable receivers become an incongruous disaster What could I have done? Minds as still as the pharaohs heart We live in a society where we're all infantilized by one myth Good and evil Looking back on what I did do I didn't do much But I did do something I didn't nod my head like a ******** sycophant
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May 23, 2017
May 23, 2017 at 12:34 PM UTC
Fox News
The teacher stands before her detained class And from behind her authoritative podium She equates abortion to the holocaust A dangerous comparison in an educational garrison But the other children nodded their heads in agreement A benefit of having the ear of youth Is being able to infect it with your own toxic ideology What bacteria did this ear infection consist of? Conservatism? Religiosity? Chastity? The answer was depressingly simple I was the only one there unaware of Fox News I was a casualty of the confusion The confusion engendered By venom thoughts placing politic-colored glasses on the entrenched masses Entertainment Used to convey anger and hate Emotions worth conveying But not living in The intents and desires of their vulnerable receivers become an incongruous disaster What could I have done? Minds as still as the pharaohs heart We live in a society where we're all infantilized by one myth Good and evil Looking back on what I did do I didn't do much But I did do something I didn't nod my head like a ******** sycophant
andrew-rueter
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30/M/Kentucky
May 23, 2017
May 23, 2017 at 12:34 PM UTC
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