I Am No Classical Scholar

I am more a Homer Simpson than that of poetic epics;

Raised in the crude glaring light of television screens, 
Rather than in the light of wisdom so lovingly
Alluded to in Plato's allegorical caves. 
 
I am a child of the twenty-first century, 
(Born at the very tail-end of the twentieth)
A generation of cultural incest and cannibalism
Brought on by both the overarching God of culture, fresh from its automaton womb-- 
The internet;
And the culmination of twentieth century fads.
 
Jazz is cool; 
Disco's cool;
Electric music thumping through speakers and thrumming through veins in an ever                        increasing tempo--
That's cool too. 
 
It's all cool. 
 
Politics? -- Cool. 
History? -- Whatever. 
Modern art? -- Cool.
Revolutions and genocides occurring in foreign countries, Intermingled with the starvation and pain that ricochets through our public schools and work force?
--What?
 
Us twenty-first century guys and gals
(And those who don't conform to any certain gender--
Those folks exist too)
We marinate in cynicism and apathy
For both our brothers, sisters, etcetera, 
And for the world at large. 
 
I say, let's change things up. 

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