At the beginning we easily blushed at a look in our direction, and these days we ham it up in the mirror for hours–Just the other day we relished the spotlight for doing what should be done– when our generosity was questioned, we got very defensive in the news and made a huff –, and all the time we are molding the Truth to fit an 8 1/2 by 11 rubric it must be forced into for quick transmission. But that is all semantics. We all know what a Democracy is by now:
A true believer in a Democratic state wears a nice watch. If he can afford a Rolex, he has two and alternates his gold and silver according to his college schedule he passively remembered as soft science Monday/Wednesdays and hard science Tuesday/Thursdays. This watch, the speaking one, is my hump day watch, only he is convinced that the Law is as hard as a rock. “Precisely why China is riding your back and smacking your ass like a plaything, because rules are flighty here.”
My wristwatch speaks to me all the way from my wrist far away on the arm of my chair, his face gleaming in a light, he says, “I was made in China, and I think I can confidently say, that they’ve got you guys by the nads, it is beyond clear that few of you round-eyed bastards could make something me-caliber, watches in your hands are, well, they don’t really exist now do they?”
And I was thinking how dare he, “come on watch!” and I was nice enough to buy him, to snatch him from a sterile display case, to brandish him on my arm in front of my international friends, to prove to them that things are all good here, things are still blinging.
When people start to say it, I may become alarmed.
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