MORE 55S, FINDING THE VIBES

The Dream of Pink Flamingoes

Down with imperialism, she screamed.  Down with neocolonialism, he screamed.  To hell with globalism, she screamed.  With this hammer and sickle we will rise with the masses, he screamed.  When the assembly was over, their lips were parched and their throats scorched.  They found relief in a round of coca-cola.

 
The Wisdom of Capital

Daughter was hiding in panic the ignorance of youth with heavy layer of make-up.  In the room next, mother with moisturizer was hiding in panic all evidence of age advanced by years of heavy make-up.  The product of their vanity won the battle.  Their vanity products won the war.

Life Finds A Way

The supremacists holler in disgust the grimness of existence. People are ugly, races are awful, mediocrity reigns.  These must end, they resolve, and their handful must re-initiate to ensure.  Nature decides; lightning strikes and turns them to soot.  In the meantime, the rest of mankind continues its headway, finding ways to a better life.