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Matt Hein / Poetry / Reception / | |
| Frazzled Reception A Frazzled Reception. Written 06-17-03 By M. Aaron Hein. Here’s a typical vignette for you of the common media, converted into poetic form, couresy of me! Corporate fat cats from the liberal media whom reap profit while their prosaic reporters pose as our ‘trustworthy public friends in the know’ to hawk the truth like rabid salesmen, stating ‘This just in, it is reported that [fill in the blank station] has the highest credability reports as reported by an unnamed polling agency’ and other devious ploys. As if it’s possibly to sell the truth, come on, it should be inherent! We report, you decide? Ah... right...whayever. Well, anyway, back on topic. This combative poem doesn’t reflect all the media out there (I know credible and trustworthy sources exist), I’m making more blatant refereces towards the largest media networks, like CNN and Fox, which play sensationslism like the most likely prospect, very much like a betting ticket for a top rated racing horse pick. And like the ace ticket, in too many instances, the issue is overplayed and losses subsequently mount. Well, the monitor’s pretty much frazzled my reception shifting but the report’s in just checking the news networks the previous day I needed the truth, but should have never looked this way found feature stories of nonsense, interests of reporter’s strayed to celebrities, politicians amid controversy however not conflicts or wars sheesh, reporting has always been this way never knew why until now learned that with sensationalism there ain’t no room for veracity, credability, no, just the capitalize on the mood to sow the minute, the second and go from there to reap instant uproar an in attention ensnare? well, what a formula, blew up in the network’s face this just in you’re standing on the edge of a cliff enshrouded with fog you’re coerced into stepping off the edge though there’s plainly a law of physicality or so there seems to be but you’re reassured with each and every word that they say that everything you learned is null and void that your opinion by society was bought nonsense! but no! without hesitation you walk off and drop over the edge into the sea, six feet under into the red maybe so, that’s because you were deceived forced into believing their credability led by their lies, the serpents to believe to receive, to perceive the truth they purvey it to be but it’s fabricated, staged hawking the moment, the story monopolized for bragging rights? either it’s overexaggerated or anesthetized maybe, I’ll just guess thats the price were forced to pay in a free society so called free press limited by backroom lies to see to say reporting is streamlined but not, nah, it’s not nearly enshrouded in this mythical piety but seriously, ah, reception’s shot antenna on the fritz again no, there it goes, programming edited, ill-credited I’m better off blasting the screen with gunshot with my good old ruger .42 looking for thr truth you’re not gonna find it there, no way botox stricken anchors, damned prose with their prosaic ‘spicy chipotle kick’ nonsense look towards the eyes of the working man in this antiseptic society. you see what I see nothing but dissent, incontent, resent, animosity! organizations governing, backroom orders to streamline refine but in essence poorly cover marked with selectivity ecletic Their policy to seek the ‘truth’ pervading, encroaching, invading in aspects of normality Ludicrous just checking into the news the other day wasn’t surprised to what I heard them say but turning to see my eyes were led away no more damned lies to lead me astray, blatant attempts to convert to sway, I knew that fidelity in it would never stay, fin... |
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