Thoughts While Eating a Sandwich

we demand that our leaders possess

a certain clever charm, a certain mild wisdom, but no madness,

at least not madness at its

best.

maybe the energy is just not there anymore, maybe

not only is the air polluted, maybe the brain has been

poisoned, maybe the human spirit has been

diluted down to a dim imitation of

itself

until anybody who appears half-right half-the-time is

almost always accepted as our new

hero-leader.