I wandered through my personal “no man’s land” today,
I’ve been on a news boycott for the last few days and
Have not had any sense of what is happening in the world.
It’s been wonderful.
I could not avoid it today,
A man has got to eat and from the calm sunny deck where I sat
To the yummy concoction of meat, rice, and veggies in the kitchen
Was the blasting of the orange one on television.
So this is a problem with open concept living,
There are no rooms to get away from television.
Since I’m intermittent fasting tv in general and boycotting news,
Especially, FOX News, I was…well…it rhymes with ducked.
I literally caught a max of two-minutes of that propaganda drivel
And I was drooling like a cheetah waiting to pounce on an antelope.
Why does it have that effect on me?
I’m middle of the road. I don’t like either political party.
My plate went half filled, my focus became the trek back to the deck,
I made it with only one snide remark and a shaking of my head.
It’s only July, watch we get locked down again and forced to watch,
Watch what, this election, the ads, the debates, the ridiculousness.
Please, can’t we just vote now?
Everyone already has chosen sides, hunkered down,
We’ve suffered enough this year, the last three really,
So someone show some mercy on this country. We could use a break.