the despair of perseverance
fiction
edward w pritchard
I feel the despair of perseverance has entered the collective unconsciousness of America of late. I see it in the eyes and grimaces of the young working people hurrying in and out of the gas station/ convenience stores as they race out of the stores to the expensive super trucks after scanning their phone to settle their bills.
Fortunately I am immune to despair from once having lost something special. Still I can feel their pain, evidenced across their eyes as they head for their jobs that will support their life style.
Somewhere along the way chatting to siri the talking machine with light heart-ed questions and cataloging scores of self pictures on the hand phone seems a bit irrelevant I suppose when one is faced with the continuous fast approaching changing unknowable future awaiting our Country.
It's been along time since I heard anyone mention Shakespeare- as in tomorrow, tomorrow and tomorrow, Ecclesiastes-as in the glass is half empty or full, or even keep your chin up friend.
Advice from an old guy? Stay off of yahoo news. It's mind control as in sophisticated Orwellian thought control 1984.
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