Sitting in the coffee shop, I listen to music.
“Don’t worry about a thing
‘Cause every little thing is gonna be alright.”
Bob Marley & his wailers can't help me now.
I’m worried about producing a television show for a class project.
I’m worried about producing a television show for a class project.
I’ve lost sleep over a scene by scene creative writing assignment
I still worry. About some things.
They tell me power lines are up in progress at Japan nuclear plant while they sell me a 2011 “Silverado All-Star Edition.”
They tell me there is no fuel for cremations so Japan buries those found dead out of the 23,000 dead or missing, while I learn that can still lease a Ford “Cruze LS” for $159/month.
They tell me the United States halts food imports from Japan nuclear zone for fear of contamination, while I trust the sandwich I was served an hour ago was free of salmonella, bacteria or radiation.
Sitting in the coffee shop, I listen to music.
“Won’t you look down upon me, Jesus
You’ve got to help me make a stand
You’ve just got to see me through another day.”
James Taylor can’t help them now.
Jesus, help them now.
I like the connection between the commecial consumerism and the disaster in that the first gets minimized immediately by the second.
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