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asd Jul 2010
Instant gratification
in stant |ˈinstənt|adjective1 happening or coming immediately : the offense justified instant dismissal.

Today I found myself thinking about the word “instant”

“You come down here right this instant!” A mother yells to her children who are playing upstairs.

Why does everything today have to be based around speed? I mean, if you think about it, we as a society have been conditioned to believe that faster is better. If you type in this world on google, the autofill comes up with instant hot water heater, instant win sweepstakes, & instant messenger. Oh let us not forget what it says right under the search bar after pressing enter, About 215,000,000 results (0.21 seconds). that is faster than the blink of an eye. We get results instantly. Before I go any further, I just want to clarify that I am not here to complain about the internet & technology, because how else would I be able to post this so everyone can see it? I am here to talk about how I think advances in technology and speed have drastically made an effect on human lives.

Impulse, we all do things on impulse these days. For example, an item on eBay ends in 58 seconds, you think to yourself “That is so cheap! I have been looking for this!” and click the buy it now button, only to realize that shipping and handling was triple the asking price and you are now legally required to pay that person. You only wanted to spend the amount you saw, the list price, but if you had taken the time to think about what you were doing and observe every detail, you wouldn’t find yourself in a situation like that. You would of seen that the shipping and handling was in fact how much the item was listed for and that the bid price was merely a trap to get your attention.

Impulse, text messages are written messages between mobile phones exchanged over a network. They can be sent and received within a matter of seconds. The thing about text messages is that both the sender and receiver know that you will see what it says. There is even an option on some cell phones that allows you to see that the message has been successfully delivered to the persons phone. There is no way around it, if a person confronts you over a text message you better have a back up plan because there is no way of talking yourself out it.

You know, the one good thing about television shows is that they actually show people interacting face to face and engaging in conversation. No matter what show you watch, we always see scenes of a friend going over to another friends house and saying things like: “Hey man, just stopping by to see if you were coming out with us tonight”, or “I just came by because you seem upset with me this morning in class”. It’s cheesy, I know, but it is also unrealistic. How many of your friends do you know that would drive all the way over to your house just to ask you these simple kinds of questions? The kinds of questions that you could get the answer to instantly if you just texted, called, or instant messaged them? Let me remind you that cell phones are a great way to keep in touch and keep you safe, but they have also given us reason to not engage in face to face time with our friends, family, and co-workers. If anything, it will teach our younger generation to avoid all personal contact if possible and that anything you need to get answered can be done by the comfort of your blackberry or personal computer.

I just wish that we could find a balance between technology and our relationships.  I wish that it would not be considered rude just stopping by a friends house unless you called or texted first.  I wish that when you said you were coming to pick up somebody for dinner that they would just be waiting outside for you instead of saying “text me when you’re here & i’ll come down.”

What do you guys think?
Written by Pender Sessoms. Please ask for permission if you want to re use any of the content.
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Orli May 2020
The moon was the first friend to be destroyed.
It was half past eight and it seemed like the best place for the spring to Fall.
The blinds were not in the moment and the tears couldn't bear to be polite.
I miss the wounds that were made up of my brain and the other side of the window.
But if the world is so big that you don't have any problems how can you do anything?
Just kept pressing the words my keyboard gave me.
These are probably the words I use the most.
when president elect Donald John Trump
sworn in vowing to accept the following pledge.
"I do solemnly swear (or affirm)
that I will faithfully
execute the Office of President
of the United States,
and will to the best of my ability,
preserve, protect and defend
the Constitution of the United States,"
whose surprise come from behind
winning as commander in chief
ten days after Tuesday, November 5, 2024
doth stymie and stump
the writer of these words,
who would much prefer leader
of our free webbed wide world
a character like Forrest Gump.

I find myself dumbfounded
and not trying to be a smart ***
foo fighting generic humble
sitting on his ****,
nevertheless, I rather imagine
(fire breathing snapping) dragon,
whose known fearsomeness clearly recognized
versus accompanying, (albeit riding shotgun)
in his swiftly tailored
harried stylied customized reo speedwagon
freshly minted forty seventh president
as he cozies up
with top three notch totalitarian rulers
of the webbed wide world
such as Ali Hosseini Khamenei,
Vladimir Putin, and
Kim Jong Un for starters.

Soon - once dominion wrought
upon peoples of these United States
freedom of life, liberty
and the pursuit of happiness
will find inalienable rights
enshrining Declaration of Independence
and Constitution well taut
flag rent internecine conflict
pitting free soilers against slave owners

and rendered all for nought
countless young lives sacrificed
upon hallowed ground,
where vicious battles fought,
and feverishly achieved
courtesy unimagined beastie boys
nsync with cutting crew
witnessed progressive solutions
with grievous social issues,

but now that big bad Don
secured a majority
of 270 electoral votes
required to elect as POTUS,
(and did you notice absent
accusation of rigged elections?),
where gubernatorial celebrants
swigged one after another draught
of legitimacy to lampoon

anybody and everybody at will
invariably kindle sophisticated wordsmiths,
who possess an incisive wit and wisdom
would showcase their adroit skill
in their zeal to fulminate
against self appointed
dictatorial henchmen as bitter pill
wickedly spewing phlegm out nostril
demanding theatrical performances

attendance required or else
lest one get hashtagged as linkedin
with subversive nasty happy horsesh*t
as stipulated in their handbill
addressed to each person
electronically and courtesy hard copy
individually courtesy autofill
utilizing a generic template
to pronounce all future edicts.

Away thinly veiled threats
to wreak havoc
and foment spoiled Christmas
for the next four years,
whereby maybe Santa
in league with reindeer and elves
can arrange for Cruella
to feign being his long lost sis
before he gets his bear size paws
on documents painstakingly drafted

against British sovereignty
over fate of thirteen colonies
to relish contra dancing
at all hours of the day and night
(watch for ContraCopia
Saturday, November 30, 2024 -
2:00 pm until 11:00 pm)
where all proceeds go
to raise fiddler on the roof
atop complex edifice,

where wild asparagus throve,
and swallowtail butterflies
flitted to and fro, hither and yon
totally oblivious, judicious,
fractious, capricious, and adventitious
dramatic changing of the guard
upholding fledgling recipe for
Norwegian bachelor farmers
forefathers/mothers to jump/
kick started democracy.

— The End —