How group cohesion and community are destroyed by the world we live in.
……passing by, I know your face, i’ve made your acquaintance, and yet you turn away, straight lines pull the corners of your eyes until you look startled or sterile, tense in the effort to pretend you don’t know me—and if you look quickly, pleadingly, into my eyes, a second time, hoping I’ll say hello first, maybe I’ll look straight ahead, terse in forced alienation…….
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outside the hordes of the relative few who hold the relative wealth the rest of us are forced to fend for the detritus that filters to the overcrowded floor beneath the canopy….
and if we find a little glade where errant beams have actually congregated, we set up camp, barricades and defend ferociously the scraps that fall, not from heaven, but from the gilded tables of the undeserving few……
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“ ‘what can I do?’, say a powerless few, with a lump in their throat, and a tear in their eye. Can’t you see that their poverty’s profitting you?!”
Buffy Sainte-Marie
