Duffy

Duffy wasn't worried
He knew it was illegal but all the same it was framed legitimate
It came down to fire power , and more than that , obsessive repetition of sadomasochistic vignettes at the synaptic interchanges in his and his compatriots noggins.
He had given his pledge which allowed him to live without being regularly ruptured even when he revealed the dirty little secret that he had no street sense.
For he was dedicated to the profit motif.
Plus he had a good imagination.
He later was pleased to learn that everyone in his circle were all just as obsequious as he was.
Without the hive, all jive.
He felt safe in the company of polite button pushers, who had discovered his abilities early on while taking a poll at school to check the pulse before the next scheduled plunder.
All the corporate armies and all the corporate technology could roll over cradles of civilization but had trouble getting them to rock again.

Even with the truth he heard in the blues when he got boozed or stewed on other substances, it had proven difficult to reach a consensus under the conditions of concealed talking points tempered by every day evil.


At college Duffy had learned that nuclear holocaust could be avoided
---as had all said button pushers---
by munching words , and numbing numbers with the opiate of Reason cut with brazenness.
He took steps to stop worrying and love the boom time that resulted from the threats that a nuclear arsenal begot to them that got them ,and to those who suck up to them.
Avoided , or isolated to the undeveloped regions of the globe,
to the designated suckers who live in huts and spend their days scrounging for something fill their gut.

One part realized the progress that had been made scientifically.
Developed by beautiful minds who as children learned to solve quadratic equations while the sun shined.
And his inclination was to believe that beautiful minds made beautiful things.
If you follow the logic, the more deadly the weapon the more beautiful the creation.

Another part questioned the sanity of a God so buddy buddy with militaries
that put the kaboom to enemy economies , with its chaotic progression ideally suited for rubble regions outside the bubble in the suburbs.

With it came mental flashes as unpredictable as lightning,
frightening
His doctor recommended a prescription drug.