card-board people

Our 21-st Century witnesses a new phenomenon: card-board people, card-board cutouts (from Amazon discarded boxes)….from homeless folks using it for make-shift signs, to faces cutout at empty stadiums, least of which, the Tokyo Olympics…

We perform still…like comedians with the aid of laugh sound-tracks, and red-dot cameras sans operateur. In short, talking to ourselves…tweeting to ourselves.

Narcissistic society with speech and thought-masturbating. Found in our political and social divide: rich vs poor, Black vs White, the vaccinated vs the unvaccinated, space travel and foot travel.

One would think with the profileration of “social” media, we would come together, like at Woodstock 69.

But the reality is far from it. Tribalize and trivialise, Taliban (vs US-trained defence forces) and Taiwan (vs China).

The Olympics were supposed to bring nations together in pure sports and competition (no cheating and no kidding). But it is less than its perceived ideal. The World Health Organisation, formed to eradicate diseases world wide…now sees the inequity of 1:170+ ratio (poor vs rich countries’ vaccination rates).

Meanwhile, arms and drug dealers are thriving, with Opiod pushers settled out of court at the tune of multi-billion.

Easy money, chicken feed.

Profits from those sky-rocketed sales have already stacked away, invested and grew multi-folds.

That’s the way it is.

Our card-board society, cut-out in shapes of figure heads, to protest on empty streets already ravaged by the pandemic.

No need to speculate. Already the Cheese man in Cuba is joining our Tunisian vendor in street protest.

People got nothing to lose.

People with grievances.

Rightly so.

The right to live, to pursue happiness in which ever way they see fit and can afford without doing harms to others (setting himself on fire). Yet, there are those who prefer to occupy hospitals…in their different form of protest: hell No, we won’t go (to get a shot).

Baffling, yet it’s happening.

To contrary evidence, in the face of indisputable science.

5 million dollars (tax-deducted expenses of organising etc..) to refute “My Pillow” guy.

but,….(there is always a catch, like Publisher Sweepstakes…keep buying, you will win….Oh, one more thing, and on, and on…hook, line, sinker).

Oldest trick in the book.

America sucks up to it. To find an empty promise in an empty box.

Boxes that can be recycled, to make card-board people, who protest, who march and who mis-direct their God-given energy to promise unfulfilled, to platforms undelivered and to a god whose manifestation is akin to a mirage (keep going, it’s next month, next year, next pay day…).

BTW, my kid gets her $250. Good for school supplies section, already on display and sold at a Walmart near us.

Now, that’s a lot of cardboard for her Art classes. On those cardboard and art papers, she will paint a future of America: Red, Blue and White….and while at it, perhaps many coloured faces to fill an empty Olympic stadium. All we need is the sound track of audience cheering. Then we get our footage for Google digital archive about the year of 2021…about a pandemic that we all thought contained…about a world that we once thought we were (We Are the World)…..

Woodstock 69. Real audience. Raw music. Rowdy crowd. When do I get to see it before I myself turn to join creatures of extinction…whose faces captured and retained on….oh well, cardboard….what a journey, from Boat People to Cardboard People. Quite an integration, an odyssey and a journey to America, Land of the Free – to Not get a vaccine.