Both mind and brain are precious gifts to be cherished body and soul, yet we let our fingers do the walking, confusing texting and tweeting with connecting -- while death seeks reunion.
Have we become a finger pointing nation of activists, advocating petition signing; protesting, boycotting; social media pontificating; postulating prostrating honesty on the altar of K Street's Wall of false communications. Death knocks again.
Far too often tone deaf beyond 140 characters, we celebrate being connected while media noise makers drown out life's heartbeat: listening long enough to be informed; learning there's little difference between pretend patriots and opportunists marketing opinion for fact, half-truths as reality, and religion as the right to ridicule or murder. Death demands a hearing.
When a candidate seizes the Sunday, seizing the floor to cease The Patriot Act protecting financial interests of warmongers since 2001, then he's fourteen years too late and an election too short -- for it is not death who sends us to battlefronts, but rather suits remaining behind.
Have we become a people easily distracted by leaders not blessed with the gift of leadership, or just half citizens who, never voting, elect us into it's not my job -- when the death march reunites veteran and family.
Surviving Millennium, has Koch inheritance hooked us on conservative media ignoring, while preaching, ignorance of Coal Ash showers, Great White Waters and Las Vegas basement dwellers dealing in candidates who elect to drain the earth's life giving -- expecting death's, a passerby.
Are we not convinced by corporate commercials and political ads that we're living Heaven on Earth, without asp or asses? Why then torture us with Mushroom Cloud gang revival, aided and abetted by bankers and their favorite Foggy Bottom stars, with Ron Paul gloom and doom refrain of imminent stock market collapse, without the slightest hint that, it may be the cause and effect of stockholders paying DOJ fines for Too Big To Fail Street club -- risking Great Recession brush with death of a nation.
If not when rushing to be polled by Frances Rivera in MSNBC real time, we're distracted from melting polar extremes; if not the antagonism of anti-bipartisanship estranging us from equal economic opportunity; if not the call of the wild making house calls in backyards and shorelines; if not cause of oil slicked Pacific marine life and beach tar balls, then to what are we giving our undivided attention, when indiscriminately, death beckons great and small?
Trolling Right or Left, Voter & Non, ultra-conservative or Progressive Dreamer, with every Food Desert, every pound of flesh and every polluted breath we take -- death inches on.
Are we so media fixated on NSA surveillance, perpetual war tactics, and uniformed bigots, we can't see through Corporatism's tube, to the truth decay in remote killing abroad and at home, without claiming it's God who turned off western rain to drown Texas in it.
Death sees every wink and nod:
Shall we not judge Obama administration by the quality of its Corporate and Congressional enemies, even when they buddy up for TPP
Could racial violence frighten independents into the arms of conservative white presidential wannabes, with Sanders & Warren goring Hillary as Nader did Al
Will banks supporting first female president, reap return on Keystone investment
Is Rand using patriot acting as Bush/Cheney used 9/11