Dying society, bored youth. Flits of beauty in life affirming fucking. Big plans but you're one in a million. Corporations still building the next genocide. Don't worry, you were born within a 100 mile proximity so they won't gut you. Borders deliniating our morality. "What are you going to do? Write about it?" No change. McDonalds, Coke, Nike. Describe the carnage, slam it in societies face, the sleep walkers ignore you. The arrogance of the truth and the impotence of the words. They killed people, just like you, it's not your gran but wake the fuck up to your humanity. Was your shoe worth it? Fries with that? You needed it, so it's ok. Show us a way out, show us how to teach them without standing on a soap-box, screaming tearing our eyes out while Ridge gets Bold with the Beautiful and the Days of our Lives become self-serving nothingness. You can't change the world, but tell me why you shouldn't try. I will not give my money to the devils that make them die.