The utter ignorance of people makes me want to scream: The lack of culture, of knowledge or intellect. The lack of the will, the desire to understand. The lack of even the attempt. I truly don’t understand it.

I listen to people talk with each other and I am left dumbfounded at the things they say and the things they believe. The ignorance of it makes me want to leap up and wrap my hands around their throats and strangle the life from them. Remove them from the gene pool, to remove their nature and influence over their children. They shall quoth the raven nevermore. I know they will raise their children with the same ignorance they possess.

These people who enjoy the ass end of entertainment are like a plague. They infest everything. They don’t understand sarcasm, dark humor, satire, the understated or the inklings of culture. They don’t understand art, music, drama, comedy. They do not see the beauty in the simplistic or in the complicated. They lack the eye to see the beauty of my drowning Ophelia who sings even as she wills her death. They prefer to wallow about blindly in the basest entertainment and never stray from it.

The Muses must hate them; scorn them even. The Muses must weep every time they declare something good. The Muses must wail to the heavens every time a true work of art is left in the dust by the drivel that these people eat up. I clench my fist for the Muses; I clench my fist and feel their pain in the very soul of my being.

My beautiful Muses let me weep with you. Wrap me up in your arms of sorrow and let me weep with you.

Sweet, sweet Muse, protect me from them for I know not where else to turn.

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Posted by Utopia at July 12, 2006 08:21 AM

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