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Fifty years ago we touched the moon and knew the face of our future, and it wasn't God. It was then that Apollo 11 lunar modules vibrated the moon for what seemed to be hours, causing us to fear the dark side as if it were the shadow of ourselves. We had begun to ring the bell and the whole world watched in awe as we came together, as one; not in tragedy or for an act of war, but of achievement.
Now we can't seem to get further than a week from a mass shooting or the fact that the polar ice caps are melting at a speed that seems incomprehensible. California may fall into the ocean within the next news cycle. This is the ticker at the bottom of our implanted screens, while a deranged, inept and insecure child of Cheeto dust with a wig of hay, hair sprayed in the comb over of our consciousness holds political rallies wrapped in the flag on the 4th of July, which will obviously run as ads in his never ending campaign to become a dictator.
The Twitter addicted racist, misogynistic, xenophobic, sexual predator of a President holds the mirror to our existence before us at all times. Dangling in front of our attention addled minds like the selfie sticks that hold the carrots of truth, just out of reach, the promise of future endeavors, a sense of accomplishments to be. Here, standing on the edge of the Grand Canyon is our fate, getting closer to the ledge, "Here, hold our beverage."
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