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Jul 2014
Tough if I don't fit the profile
and even tougher if I don't smile on cue,
you
can take me,I'll leave it,because I
can't be arsed getting tangled up in that ****.


I'm just a bit of the common man and
nothing more than I am,but
I am content,
have been for a while and so
don't need to fit into anyone's profile.

I make my decision about people which
is about people,
not by some algorithm based on a mathematical ideal,
my likes and dislikes are based on something
more real than the sum of the sum,
a rich man,a ***,each one adds again to
the sum of the sum.

At the end of the day when the light fades to grey and
the curtains are drawn,
someone is profiling those yet to be born.
What a shambles we are,
look how far we have come,but more
likely you'll look at the
sum of the sum.
The politics of disenchantment.
John Edward Smallshaw
Written by
John Edward Smallshaw  68/Here and now
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