from this week in 1973 (I was 28)
I had thought the world moved smooth
but it’s all fits and
starts.
Oh it probably pirouettes
on its axis
and it probably takes a
year around the sun.
What I’m talking about is
progress.
When I was young progress
was our important product,
and it was never an old
product.
It had just been invented
yesterday
or it had been improved
today.
it started in a barrel,
proceeded through various
cardboard boxes,
plastic containers and now
comes in an aerosol can
which explodes if you heat
it
poisons if you inhale it
and irritates if it contacts.
If it doesn’t do it better,
it is more convenient.
You would think all this
would make movement smooth,
but it just seems to make
standing still more comfortable
or un-noticeable. Some even say we’ve digressed.
Now I hear Perfection is our
most important product,
and when things are
perfect, people will be happy.
Imagine that.
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