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Condemned Disciples

We strive to live as though we’re in heaven – a state of continuous joy and bliss – complaining about news at eleven that tells us about things that are amiss. We don’t concern ourselves with others’ plights, except through seasonal contribution. We don’t want to be troubled by their fights; we’ll wring our hands only in ablution. And even the causes that we support We back by giving our voice to a blog or following, like a favorite sport, convictions of our chosen demagogue. Nothing on Earth can change the opinions we hold onto like contented minions.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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