I’m thinking. That all we want from our leaders. Is to be entertained. To not be bored. Even if that means. Putting
up with the ridiculous. Yes. We are living
in the age of the media. Being spoon fed. Not so much knowledge. Rather. Entertainment.
We don’t elect reasoned leaders anymore. Instead, we go for the most unusual and absurd candidates. Simply because they catch
our fancy. Through the daily media. Doesn’t matter what they stand for. We don’t
care. As long as they are entertaining. Able to hold our attention. Long enough
to catch a sound bite. Crafted in an entertaining way. With an assist from captivating
oddballs and freaks and clowns. Rising above the crowd. To achieve celebrity
status. Through a shallow media. More
dedicated to entertainment. Than to educating and informing us. About real and
pertinent issues. That’s the problem, folks. Not knowing. We are being led down
a primrose path. To societal destruction. --Jim Broede
Thursday, February 28, 2019
Wednesday, February 27, 2019
Disguised as an honest man.
Been having dreams lately. Of having become a manipulator. A
liar, too. A con man. Anything to get my way. I’m not kidding. It’s me in those
dreams. Maybe I should call them nightmares. Makes me feel bad. That I have
turned to evil deeds. Yes, I’ve become a politician. I’ll do anything to get my
way. Even if it means no longer being me. I have lost the ability to be honest.
But then my conscience comes to the
forefront. And I wake. Scared silly and feeling anxious. That I may be the real
me. In that dream. A ruthless politician. Disguised as an honest man. --Jim Broede
Tuesday, February 26, 2019
Beats shoveling political BS.
Don’t understand. Why some people. Take politics so seriously.
Even by playing politics. For their entire lives. You’d think they would have
something better to do. Imagine that. A lifetime in politics. What a
waste. Personally. I watch from the sidelines.
And tell myself. I’m above all that political tomfoolery. Though I once ran for
and got elected to the local school board. To see
what it would be like. And yes, it was entertaining. To dissect the minds. Of
would-be politicians at the grassroots level. Didn’t take long. For most of them to wise up.
And find more rewarding pursuits. Such
as going home to rake the leaves and shovel the snow. Sure beats shoveling political BS. --Jim Broede
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