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I am in my late forties, a proud husband, father, and a bard. I am a book pedlar by trade and a bookman by vocation. I am a romantic, a realist, and a Believer. I like a good joke, and a bad one even better. I admire all ladies for the innate beauty that is in each one, but my heart is sworn to the fair and gentle Lady Lorelei, who has consented to share my life and my name.

Monday, August 14, 2006

Beaurocratease

Beaurocratease

We’re from the Government.
We’re here to help you.

The pie must be re-sliced
To provide more equitable portions
From each according to his ability
To each according to his inability
To provide for himself. Risk is
Not a democratic concept
On the individual level, but by
Placing the burden on those most
Able to bear, regardless of their
Willingness, we achieve an enlightened
State of societal equity; equallly
Small, equally petty. We want
Quiet orderly stockyards,
Dependent, trusting to our limitless
Wisdom to provide for their
Daily allotment of enriched and
Fortified, bio-degradable and fully
Recyclable, non-discriminating and
Gender non-specific security.
Given a choice in the twists of the maze,
The rat always chooses the guaranteed
Daily morsel, rather than freedom.
It’s the avoidance of choices
With the attendant risk of choosing wrong,
And the pressure of personal responsibility
That is the hallmark of Avoidance Man,
Who chooses not to choose,
Who doesn’t sweat the details,
And prefers that we do it for him.
The role of government has always been
Bread and circuses; keep them
Fed and entertained, and they will
Let you do whatever you want, be it
Spend their paychecks, educate their
Children, or even decide who
Gets to live, and who has to die.
Our modern ideal is Man as
Invertebrate, acquiescent to our instruction,
And with no desire for any other way;
A bit insipid, but satisfyingly manageable.
Our utter control of his pitiable state
Is almost compensation for
The chains that lie so heavy
On our own necks;
For such as he, do are we.
And who holds our chains is
A question better left unanswered

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