> Everybodys holding up signs saying they matter, its pretty sad. Nobody matters.
It's beautiful the way it's working out. Everyone has their own soap box and a microphone. Everyone gets to speak but no one is listening. The screen people have arrived. The ear bud people are taking over. Everyone is so plugged in they can't hear what's coming, like a big bus around the corner at high speed, or even slow speed as big as they are - and kaboom, there he goes, flattened like a pancake, the cellphone still in his hand, it's screen intact, it's last image that of a photo taken of his own face just as the bus hits and crushes his torso into eternity.
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