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written 20 years ago. Time to write an update. COMMON SENSE

Now it’s time for the Press Conference

The stress was unbearable
until all hope was surrendered
I’m going there naked now.
To be pelted by the stones of critical mass.

What sayest thee now
O King of Manifest Destiny?
Your jewels have turned to thorns
Your Calvin Kleins torn
No dockers can hold your cell phone now.
Even your sketchers are stripped from your feet
And thrown to the violent consumers.

Where is Ralph Nader?
Where is the EPA?
How now OSHA, NHTSA, Mothers Against Dirty Dungarees?
Come FCC, SEC, PTA, and Greenpeace.
What is my crime?
My exhaust pipes altered from original factory standards?
A ferret hidden from the state ordained health inspector?
It is too late.
You are imprisoned by the invisible electric dog collar.
You did not support His mass-media-steria.
You will be nailed to the television at 6, 9, and 11
For all to see
Entombed in a mini van,
Only to be towed away

I will rise again.