Fanaticism Runs Poetically Amok As Pseudo Tribalism Village One

airing zeal! If (dog forbid) the richly paid, namebrand 
looming kneecapped kneeling illustrious giant egghead 
con cussed career athletes fumble, crumble and bumble 
spelling a loss for those spectators (who doled out 
a wad of cash) quickly make collective disappointment 
known by cursing, first in loin, odiously reprehensible, 

unacceptable wimpy yikyaking atrocious carpetbombing 
expletives. As a casual observer (albeit also participant 
within the human league of billions within the culture 
club sans crowded house), no shortage of opportunities 

avail themselves to scrutinize the man knee ting man 
contention upon this oblate spheroid (densely populated 
globular planet), these myopic brown eyes of mine need 
not pay per view to witness austerity, depravity, gravity, 

et cetera manifold gamut of Primate (particularly Homo 
Sapien) behavior. Raucous, querulous, perilous, obnoxious, 
notorious...actions prompt me to intervene as referee. 
I would fear for my life if one to many excessive acts 
of kindness would require specialists to scrape my pan
caked body electric off the sidewalk. A similar outcome 

would most likely transpire if this totally tubular troubadour 
disgust religion. As a tried and true value adherent of atheism, 
a vociferous, rapacious, nefarious, jackass, fractious Bible 
thumping religious dogmatic character would expend every 
last ounce of fire and brimstone to proselytize me. Thus 

when infrequently conversing about one or the other
aforementioned verboten topics de jure, I consciously 
exhibit genuine indifference keeping mum. Obvious 
quietness sidesteps ugly wickedness.

Your anonymous, curious, erroneous garrulous, hip poe 
potty mass stir wordsmith Matthew Scott Harris

Copyright © | Year Posted 2018



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