People spinning media coverage, how can I come out on top?
Increase my votes, my popularity, make the other guy look bad.
Sway opinion.
Do nothing.
That's my job.
Change for publicity - not for good.
Argue until the others say I'm right.
Right is might. Might is Right.
I'll beat you into submission and then you'll agree.
Political viewpoints never change but just slide down the slope into revisions.
I'm right. You're wrong.
No changing my mind.
Spin.
Twist.
Omit.
Add erroneous data.
Always with an objective.
Keep me in mind!
Mind you're P's & Q's!
Time to wrap it up.
Done for the day.
Any questions?
Oops - no time now.
We'll talk next time!
So long!
Showing posts with label Pretending. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Pretending. Show all posts
Tuesday, February 1, 2011
Saturday, January 29, 2011
Pretending
Pretending to be a princess. Pretending to be a king. Pretending I'm a cowboy and my siblings are the Indians. Pretending to play house. Pretending I'm competent. Pretending. Always pretending. Until the pretending becomes every day reality, because practice makes perfect. All the world's a stage, and we are but players, and "play"-ing begins to be natural.
What role am I playing today?
Which play has been called up?
Do I know my lines?
Is my costume ready?
Adorned with robes, equipped with script, the curtain rises and I step on stage. I am judged for how well I play the role. Whether or not I'm ready, the technician locates me in the follow spot, and all eyes trace my pathway from stage left to stage right.
Did I upstage the star?
Did I enunciate clearly?
Did I follow the director's direction?
Did I keep the producer in the money?
But I'm not me. That's a character. One of many.
Starring, supporting, ever changing.
Never me.
What role am I playing today?
Which play has been called up?
Do I know my lines?
Is my costume ready?
Adorned with robes, equipped with script, the curtain rises and I step on stage. I am judged for how well I play the role. Whether or not I'm ready, the technician locates me in the follow spot, and all eyes trace my pathway from stage left to stage right.
Did I upstage the star?
Did I enunciate clearly?
Did I follow the director's direction?
Did I keep the producer in the money?
But I'm not me. That's a character. One of many.
Starring, supporting, ever changing.
Never me.
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