Why We’ll Never Bring Balance to the Gini Coefficient
All dressed down with nowhere to go
You’ll know you’re but a prop In someone else’s mise en scene When, after the photo op And the choir’s said amen You’re left to close up shop
My utopia is a dystopia where I get to say I told you so
Mysticism, esoteric knowledge, these are euphemisms for what’s hiding in plain sight: We are not alone
The discomfort that Americans now all evince in one another used to be reserved for old people who get rich quick
In the battle between good and evil good appears to be playing for a tie Evil,
Where the Cold War was Spy vs. Spy The Psyberwar is Psy vs. Psy
I used to believe that if no one was unwanted there would be no more Wanted post… Now I think that because we can never stop wanting
People used to kill the goose that laid the golden egg because they wanted more gold
Most people can get away with sweeping a few things under the ru… but when I started working at the… I couldn’t help noticing how the rugs looked like
People still make all the mistakes but now A.I. does all the learning
Life’s unhappiest surprises always come from those you’ve known forever without ever knowing the score but now you will
Bureaucracy’s biggest sin Is malingering as democracy– Bureaucracy sees the will of the p… As a form of madness But pretends to follow the will of…
I was one of the ones who craved religion without religion This, apparently was easy to arrange But now that I’m longing for
When the ruffian challenges the professional by querying Am I here to amuse you? the professional displays his domi…