Culture Spawned in a Petri-dish

Television news provides
         background noise.
Tiger Woods is about to apologize
        and all the world is a stage
                in this age of instant
information & communication.

Reality has become a fusion
        of fact & fiction,
                    image & illusion,
                                 snippets & sound bites,
                    words & phrases
         scattered
                          ideas
with truth found to be
         fair & balanced,
               but edited.

Propped up by
         adjectives & adverbs,
               spin & spun,
                     lost
in the shards & scraps
         littering
the cutting room
                               floor.

It has been reported
        Icarus fell from the sky
landing in a waste land
        of extremes,
                 barren, lifeless,
                           dry & desolate,
                 but
Brittany or Paris or Lindsey
               are the headline stars tonight.

And who the Hell is Snooki!

It doesn’t matter
        celebrity dirty laundry is all the news
                we need to know
And that segues into:

Pluto is now a rogue
                asteroid
exiled from the community
                 of planets
and the Milky Way
                 tastes like
                             raspberries.

Monkey trials still go on
        as religion boils down
                 to the chicken
        or the egg,

Adam & Eve,
                 the Big Bang
          or
the Flying Spaghetti Monster.

But they left out Lilith!

And climate change
         is a natural occurrence,
so keep on burning
         those fossil fuels.

I know it’s all
         lipstick on a pig
                  and human life comes
from the crown of creation,
         the Eye of God
located
        in the crotch
                   of a woman.