Down in the Canyon
Oh nine oh two what a time to be blue. What a place for heartache and heat. You wrap your fingers around godness and restrict, redistrict, reapportion us on the path to hellion days.
Nothing good is coming, nothing fair awaits us.
You say things have been this bad before, but we’ve heard that 1850’s before—and proffered at these late dates—and at such exorbitant prices? It’s beyond late—we’re overdue for a reckoning—we’re headed for a wreck. We are functioning wreckage.
We are Wile E Coyote looking up at the anvil headed toward our head.
(Cut. Long overhead shot.)
A puff of smoke below in the canyon.
“One is often told that it is a very wrong thing to attack religion, because religion makes men virtuous. So I am told; I have not noticed it.”
— Bertrand Russell / “Why I Am Not a Christian”