No Sense Yelling at the Television

The Peace Summit will come when the stars skip a twinkle in your eye,
when there's an inkling that we're sinking never to be unsunk or seen again.

All on something.
The high that comes with a little patch of power on the political farm.
See the media treat it seriously as a sincere effort to sooth the barbarity of the unwashed hung out to dry semi-civilized by those who have accumulated the most trivia at the finest universities.
Sincere effort accentuated.
See them conveniently forgetting history.

See and hear the smear jobs of professional hazers with access to editing suites.
They started out interpreting the adult rules for the other kids, and now with a highly developed sense of censorship, they get to be part of the team following leaders who pick who loses.
Using the most creative brainstormers, terrifying populations to shape up and expect anytime now the dawning of violence.

It's Condoleezza's party , she'll get creepy if she wants to.
Still trying to learn the party trick that'll pass snuff and bestow her legacy with awe that will up the ante of her speaking engagements.
Like Henry the K.
Now there's a brain we oughta freeze and bring out when Nostradamus says the Aliens will attack.

The media dumber than a pet rock but essential for the process of the brain wash.
Forget about trying to connect the dots.
And since it doesn't have the kind of circuitry that's capable of listening,
there's no sense yelling at the television.