Thread: The Quick and the Damned...

Oh, what a busy life we live. Oh, the responsibilities. Oh, the errands we must run.

We want a better life. A widescreen TV. A bigger home. A mansion on wheels. A faster computer. Faster food. Faster automobile. Faster ticket purchases to our favorite games and concerts. Faster microwave ovens. Faster webpage loads. Faster service and lube jobs on our vehicles (Quick Lube, anyone?) Faster bicycles. Faster motorcycles. Faster surgery. Faster sex (hurry, gonna be late for that appointment with "Married and Dating"!!) Wanna find that wireless phone handset but don't have time to look for it? Hit the "PAGE" button. OH! You were sitting on it!! Faster weight reduction (Liposuction for a few thousand greenbacks should do it.) Faster recovery from an illness. Faster washer and faster dryers. Oh, and while we are at it, we want a faster 'FASTER'!

Bigger ice cream sundae. Supersize that shake for twenty cents more? It's ONLY 20 cents more. Just look how big and icy it is! Bigger breasts. Bigger body appendages. Bigger muscles (say, do they even have a shirt to fit that chest?) Bigger boat. Bigger dinner table.

Sexier bodies. Sexier clothing. Sexier pet cat. Sexier hair with that special flair. Sexier buttocks. Sexier armpits (forget that cheap deodorant from the department store - it just won't work anymore!)

And lest we forget, there is no time for laundry. That football game is coming on. Forget the kids, we have to re-write the budget. Forget dinner, order a pizza - we have to return "Finding Nemo" to the video store in a couple of hours! Forget politics, they are going to do what they want to do and I make no difference anyway. Oh? So you say?

Yes, life is pretty busy for the American soul. But soon it will be different than what is so simple now to know...

After a busy fun-filled day, you put your sexy and new surgically modified self to sleep. But don't lay on your front side, those silicon implants may cause a sag in your neck and give you a migraine headache. Full stomach, satisfied after eating that supersized burger and shake, you begin to lull yourself asleep wishing you would have opted for steak... when suddenly...

The bigger door with the faster alarm system is broken down faster than your fastest and most expensive purebred pet. Six bigger tall men in bigger black uniforms with faster and more powerful guns than you ever imagined rush through your house faster than a hornet defending a nest. In all your hustle and bustle, you forgot to send in your tax payment. Sorry chump, you weren't fast enough.

Now you are classified as anti-government, anti-establishment. You are taken in a very fast squad car to the biggest prison you've ever seen. But this is no ordinary prison... it is out in the middle of an open clearing in some woods just hours away from town. You are stripped of your bigger clothes, kicked and beaten. You cry mercy, but there is no mercy in those who are laughing and screaming amongst each other in sheer delight. You are no citizen to them, but a useless animal which has become a punching bag for their elite fists and jackboots - beaten and badly shaken, you cannot put up a fight. While you are hours away from home...

Your fast car is taken to a fast auction where it sells for pennies on the dollar. Your bigger television, bigger dinner table and your dvd collection too. Quickly and decisively out the door. Your tax payment is now in order as you lay bruised on the floor. No right to a lawyer and no privilege of redress - you now live a slow meaningless life - reading books and playing chess.

Can't happen here in America? You've been too busy to notice, take a second guess!

(Yes, this is my own creative flair - but feel free to duplicate and with your fellow American share, if indeed you love your country and you truly do care! - Kurtis <concernedveteran>)

Sad to say....but it's not far from reality and very frightning.