Pizza

So I've got myself a flat round pie to keep me company as I work. I slowly take out a slice, and take the first bite. Feels. Good. With the slice poised in my left hand, I take a break from photoshop and start clicking through my regular sites. The usual goings on. Then on to the blogs. The usual, but Recent Events seem to have nailed in a tone of desperation to the anti-war and general anti-government posts. I look to see my first slice is already over. Get another. Read through the posts and see first the attack on a TV station. Petrol bombed. It seems not all that comes out of fuel price reductions is good. Oh look, second slice down the hole. Everyone's starting to take notice of what's going on. Indifference used to prevail round these parts. The war had been going on for decades and people just got used to it. Now that an outspoken journalist has been killed, an uproar starts. Only to slowly dwindle away again, I fear. I move onto my last few slices. Notice how you slow down and try to make those last few bites last longer? You just relish the taste in your mouth for a few seconds. A click here and a click there bring me to yet another post about how our country is going to hell in a handbasket. Press Freedom is merely a single casualty in a rolling sea of errors we are told. But people just go on. I'm on my last piece now. Better enjoy it.


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Short, but crap writing, mediocre writing, or good writing?


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