Fodder

The grey men considered the data
the tall thin gray man smiled
the others nodded
the fat short gray man snorted
a young gray man closed his eyes and grimaced as if he were having an orgasm
the elder gray man queried, "agreed". The others, one at a time, raised a fist of five each. The second eldest wrote in a fine hand, in the leather-covered book, "Consensus reached unanimous.

The third eldest addressed the others:

They revel in their ignorance, wearing it as a badge of honor.
The are unforgiving. They have no charity. They have a love/hate relationship with authority. They love money more than life. They fear an angry God. The despise people who are not of their clan. They have an unrelenting need to feel superior to others. Their narcissism is beat into them. They celebrate bullies. They are as gullible as children. They are incapable of discerning nuance, nor can they distinguish between opinion and fact. Their loyalty is legendary. They cannot admit to error and would rather fight to the death to defend the unworthy, be it cause or person, than to self correct. They will do anything to win. They will lie, steal, cheat, falsely accuse, push, shove, scream, threaten and kill if they must. They are perfect fools and we will use them, and fuck them and they will love us still.

© Rochelle Gordon, 2010

He died for you an injury to one is an injury to all he died for you a crime against one is a crime against all he died for you a denial of one is a denial of all he died for you hatred of one is hatred of all he died for you an injury to one is an injury to him who died for you a crime against one is a crime against him he died for you denial of one is a denial of him he died for you hatred of one is hatred of him he died for you he died for all to die for one to die for love to die for life to live for you he died in vain for the injuries the crimes the denial the hatred the greed the damned humanity he died each time again in torture of one is torture of him is death to him again and again and again.


© 2010, Rochelle Gordon