"Mein Furhur, I Can Walk!" - Rich Meyers

[Larry Robinson]

"Mein Furhur, I Can Walk!"

And what did Dr. Strangelove have in mind
for border patrols and power struggles? His
first concern was to survive, his one hand
preventing the other from strangling him. 
And H.G.Wells, did he imagine the Martian
invasion to be countered by a Islamic caliphate
takeover? Chaos runs amok, there's nowhere it
won't spread in this small world of conflicting
factions. Held hostage to the "news", we can
only expand our disbelief and threshold of pain.
Vengeance and fear and greed are the harshest
poisons that even blue-throat Vishnu, the preserver
could not swallow. Can you see any Phoenix rising in 
this story? Words like "terrorist, insurgents, rebels,
extremists" are the smokescreen vocabulary that keeps
the dice rolling in the game with truth.
   Crisis after crisis swarm for attention. Drones
and domes, spies and black boxes and be-headings and
new bombs no one can detect, carnage and collateral
damage-- the world is being shaved by a drunken barber.
Whatever species, we're all endangered. Oceans spoiled,
earth choked, abused, can a dream of a golden age and
peace survive? Will the profit-dazed horsemen of this stark
Epoch-collapse gallop faster into the nightmare?
    After the generals, the tanks, the cameras and the news
teams move into fresh fields, the chorus of lament will
be silenced in favor of forgetting. Rages,warnings, cries
and prayers may whirl away into scenes in movies everyone
can watch.

      - Rich Meyers