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March 23, 2005

to the woman in Wendy’s wearing the purple & black jersey listening to pop country.

Justin Sirois

if a series of clichés are strung together in an entertaining & theatrical way does it make them music? Does it make them art? If I could, I would like to sit next to your broccoli & nacho cheese baked potato & ask you all these things about beauty & the contemporary handy cap stall who’s copious square footage we enjoy only in the early morning hours before the truly physically challenged arrive at the office. I would ask you if an ironic mash of colloquial passé & flailing rhythm guitar really speak to the modern woman, if the grilled chicken sandwich should be smothered in a tangy drip whose origin must have been mayonnaise. One thing we need to discuss is Dan Rather’s premature & dishonorable forced retirement from his anchor chair, how, in an age of imbedded sellouts, this rare breed of bare knuckle reporting is dying fast, true investigative journalism replaced by biased programming, bloggers & Drudgery. We weren’t there to see the cameramen spit upon or their pancreases heel carved with the words “Nigger Lover” & “Yankee Liberal”, curb stomped cameras in rural Alabama, pressing hard on the posterior compartment of the thigh, hamstrings, and femoral arteries of soldiers as they wait for evacuation.

We weren’t snuck into Afghanistan to refill our soda cups either, that would have been a story. Should we not forget that Dave Thomas was an orphan & his fiery daughter a lesbian of urban myth? The teenage burger flipper turned entrepreneur died at age 69 of liver cancer in Florida, would he know if a string of clichés are sung together in a heartfelt way do they transcend the beverage fountain to twang deep fryers fantastically? Do these lyrics Wal-Mart the contemporary man who would rather eat in the cab of his new four wheel drive Sherman than mingle with silent dining room patrons? Maybe these are questions for a rare & special individual whose antennae vibrate with a notebook & pencil, the say, “show me a blue state shaped chicken nugget not good enough to eat”. True objective observation would expose you for what you really are, a compassionate conservative & constitution revisionist in the true sense of the word, with running linebacker’s surname woven on your shoulders, free to rename & sound byte what they’ve been repeating for decades, the reverberating chorus chiming through lowered ceilings, “two cons do make a right” Talk about trite

Posted by Rock Heals at March 23, 2005 12:24 AM