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The Elected

January 17, 2013

This started from a prompt at The word of the day was Politician.

Your lies—thin as a whisper, slick as oil—slip into our minds with the slightest twist of your tongue. They settle in the cracks and crannies of our thoughts and ferment, gaining weight with each pass of the speech, each confirmation of so-called facts, each rally for mob-mentality action. The words fester, devouring logic, corroding reason until nothing is left but the hive-mind buzz of your lies thrumming to the pulse of your will.

The poisonous radicals immune to your infectious sleight of tongue are hunted by your zombies and strung up for public consumption. The liars, the cheats, the unpatriotic wolves stalking your imagined innocence are shot down with twisted truths, bound and gagged by those with false entitlements and illusions of power, until no one is left but the Judases you bought and the drones who serve.

Freedom and equality are replaced with capitalism and classes, the gap ever-widening between those who have and those who will never receive, a trench dug by the very hands of those who will fill this grave while your slick lies continue to pour down our throats and choke out our souls.

(Last year’s elections (the pre-election bullshit, not the outcome) left a pretty bad taste in my mouth)

27 Comments leave one →
  1. January 17, 2013 12:15 PM

    You’re right, it’s been way to long since you last wrote a flash, Danni:) I really felt this one ♥

  2. January 17, 2013 12:30 PM

    Glad to see you back! Powerful piece as usual. 🙂

  3. January 17, 2013 12:35 PM

    A deservedly acid condemnation of the halo that surrounds our political process these days.

  4. January 17, 2013 12:42 PM

    Yes indeed. People prefer to call the truth whatever it is they want to hear.

  5. January 17, 2013 12:59 PM

    Another cracking piece, Danni. Very powerful.

  6. harryalston permalink
    January 17, 2013 2:18 PM

    There’s a lot of passion behind this piece and I can feel it in every word.

  7. January 17, 2013 3:24 PM

    I agree with Harry, definitely felt the scowl on your face here Dani. Super!

  8. Josh permalink
    January 17, 2013 3:49 PM

    I read this as a poem, and it was brilliant.

  9. January 17, 2013 7:36 PM

    Excellent job! I agree with you 100%.

  10. adampb permalink
    January 17, 2013 9:43 PM

    Killer vitriol. I can imagine you standing on an unturned milk crate and delivering this with wild abandon.
    Outstanding imagery, too.
    Adam B @revhappiness

  11. January 17, 2013 9:45 PM

    Oh yeah you got across the message of what you thought about politicians – nicely written!

  12. January 18, 2013 2:53 AM

    written with feeling! Loved the “hive-mind buzz of your lies thrumming to the pulse of your will”.

    I once wrote a story about a politician during an election who undertook only to tell the truth during the campaign. It was prompted by real life incident when the UK Prime Minister didn’t realise he still had his mic live and said after a walkabout, “Why did you line her up to talk to me? She’s nothing but a bigoted old woman”. Priceless!

  13. January 18, 2013 3:47 AM

    Cynical, biting, and well written. Maybe you should go into politics? The system could do with shaking up.

  14. January 18, 2013 4:35 AM

    I can feel the raw emotions surging through your words. It’s been too long since you last posted. Excellent job.

  15. January 18, 2013 7:42 AM

    Oh, this is about the election? I thought it was a heartfelt toast to Satan.

  16. January 18, 2013 7:52 AM

    ah, my thoughts exactly! Who does one vote for when they’re all like that…?

  17. January 18, 2013 8:24 AM

    Stinging stuff, Danni, but a justified condemnation. Let’s make this go viral!

  18. January 18, 2013 12:14 PM

    Wow!! That is one beautifully written and powerful piece Danielle, absolutely brilliant.

  19. January 18, 2013 6:22 PM

    As always, wonderfully written, Danni!

  20. Gardner's World permalink
    January 19, 2013 4:35 AM

    Always remember: no matter who you vote for, the Government always gets in. Powerful piece of writing!

  21. January 19, 2013 10:13 AM

    You really have a way with words regarding your poetry. I can feel the emotions and I can actually understand what you are showing and feeling in this poem. Most the time I can’t get poetry. You definatly have a gift there. 🙂

  22. January 20, 2013 2:57 AM

    Nicely done Danni, you’ve hit how I feel about politics quite nicely.

  23. January 20, 2013 6:35 AM

    Sad but true! Beautiful prose as usual.

  24. January 22, 2013 7:18 AM

    Powerful prose here Danni. Although Obama’s speech yesterday has almost got me convinced that he means business. It’s a start.

  25. January 22, 2013 8:51 AM

    sounds like politics! very good 🙂

  26. ganymeder permalink
    January 24, 2013 3:09 PM

    I confess the only part I really understood was the last paragraph, but it was well worth the read. Political commentary at its darkest.

  27. January 25, 2013 10:08 AM

    I love the idea of false information as a sickness of the mind. Reminds me of Pontypool- have you seen it?

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