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THIS IS THE NEWS
“MURDER! RAPE! BLOOD! WAR!
delivered daily to your door!
DEATH and MAYHEM! FILM AT 4:00!“
The News will keep you well informed!
Good news is never fit to print;
Bad News Headlines make a mint!
The Press make sure you’ll get upset
each time you watch your TV set.
“IT ISN’T SAFE TO WALK THE STREETS“
“STAY AT HOME BENEATH YOUR SHEETS!”
“CRIMINALS LURK ANYWHERE YOU LOOK!”
It must be true…. it was printed in a book!
“WE NEED MORE GUNS AND THOUGHT POLICE“.
“THE WORLD WILL NEVER BE AT PEACE“.
“DRUGS AND CRIME ARE EVERYWHERE“.
The Press makes sure that we’re “aware”….
Shocking love-life exposes!
Who will they prosecute today?
“THE PUBLIC HAS THE RIGHT TO TRUTH”.
The Press will judge and execute!
Is Free Speech an equal right?
Only for those with financial might
to pay the advertising fees.
The Press is told who to appease.
Lies and rumors, the “news” abounds –
they’ll make it up when there’s none around.
“The truth be damned! I’m a reporter…
It’s my job to cause disorder”!
Like l0bsters in a bubbling pot
who claw and pull to reach the top –
free from miserable despair,
The Press is boiling you in fear!
Every day we all begin
a bright new hopeful day.
Life’s a game we all can win.
It’s lots of fun to play.
Wake up! Don’ get sucked in!
Reporters wearing pearly grins
tell you that life’s all bad;
The Press are all completely mad!
Turn off your TV! Enjoy your day.
In spite of what “the experts” say,
there is no need to be afraid.
Live and Love another day!
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A poem by Lawrence R. Spencer. 2013







The warriors try Lysistrata’s program, and at length return as bosom friends. This accomplished, she bids them each take his woman, and all join in a dance of peace as the chorus pleads:A Spartan seconds this idea, proposing further, that they all get drunk–a suggestion not unpleasant to one Athenian who notes that people are surliest when most sober. If there were more drinking bouts among diplomats, he thinks, there would be no war; they would drown their quarrels in wine, have some singing together, and decide that, after all, an enemy could still be a good fellow.