Just some late night thoughts
I gazed forward with an empty stare
Eyes canvassing the images before me
conscious thought made possible only by the percentage of caffeine within my bloodstream
hastening the passage of neurotransmitters throughout my nervous system
My corneas graced by the angelic image of a man
the image passing hypnotically through the optical highway flowing through the upper half of my skull
There he stood...
Ron Popeil
Ron Popeil
Trapped within the intoxicating spin of the rotisserie
Pork tenderloin
Seven sirloin strips
A Fifteen Pound Turkey!
A Fifteen Pound Turkey!
Injected with the cloves of the Earth
Surpassing even the foresight of Futureman
Four easy payments of $39.95
Yes
The flavor injector is included
The top steamer is included
The kabob reel is included
There he stood...
Ron Popeil
Ron Popeil
The tide turned with the camera's pan
The joy of easy and economical cooking dispelled
The natural crime revealed to even drunken eyes
There he stood...
Ron Popeil
Ron Popeil
I saw the audience
Geriatric mindlessness exposed upon a platform of manipulative greed
Joy produced, yet not exposed for the truth therein
He took advantage of their age
Their ability to yield to even the slightest aura of ignorance
Pawns in a capatalistic game where cannonballs give way to ovens and silverware
Their fostered smiles surely a product of the supplying retirement home's contract with the afformentioned "Ronco"
Upheld with musket shafts pressuring into the upper region of their backs softened with age
To use these weakened minds of the geriatric population is surely beyond even the most evil temptations of man
I cried for these people
For they were reduced to the lowest platform of society
The drugged smile of an 85 year old infomercial background personality
All for the profit of one green smocked man with the audacity to prolong this dark institution of mankind
There he stood...
Ron Popeil
Ron Popeil
And he is the bane of all that is evil within humanity.
I really do believe that when Ron Popeil produces an infomercial for his cookware company, that he drives a 15 ft box truck down to Sun City, Florida, and lures these old people into it with the promise of a free meal at the Old Country Buffet. I saw those people sitting in his audience tonight and realized why the fear of getting old is a very well-established and properly substantiated one. I just felt so bad for those people, and so scared that I might one day be there as well. Goddam Alzheimer's sucks ass.
Eyes canvassing the images before me
conscious thought made possible only by the percentage of caffeine within my bloodstream
hastening the passage of neurotransmitters throughout my nervous system
My corneas graced by the angelic image of a man
the image passing hypnotically through the optical highway flowing through the upper half of my skull
There he stood...
Ron Popeil
Ron Popeil
Trapped within the intoxicating spin of the rotisserie
Pork tenderloin
Seven sirloin strips
A Fifteen Pound Turkey!
A Fifteen Pound Turkey!
Injected with the cloves of the Earth
Surpassing even the foresight of Futureman
Four easy payments of $39.95
Yes
The flavor injector is included
The top steamer is included
The kabob reel is included
There he stood...
Ron Popeil
Ron Popeil
The tide turned with the camera's pan
The joy of easy and economical cooking dispelled
The natural crime revealed to even drunken eyes
There he stood...
Ron Popeil
Ron Popeil
I saw the audience
Geriatric mindlessness exposed upon a platform of manipulative greed
Joy produced, yet not exposed for the truth therein
He took advantage of their age
Their ability to yield to even the slightest aura of ignorance
Pawns in a capatalistic game where cannonballs give way to ovens and silverware
Their fostered smiles surely a product of the supplying retirement home's contract with the afformentioned "Ronco"
Upheld with musket shafts pressuring into the upper region of their backs softened with age
To use these weakened minds of the geriatric population is surely beyond even the most evil temptations of man
I cried for these people
For they were reduced to the lowest platform of society
The drugged smile of an 85 year old infomercial background personality
All for the profit of one green smocked man with the audacity to prolong this dark institution of mankind
There he stood...
Ron Popeil
Ron Popeil
And he is the bane of all that is evil within humanity.
I really do believe that when Ron Popeil produces an infomercial for his cookware company, that he drives a 15 ft box truck down to Sun City, Florida, and lures these old people into it with the promise of a free meal at the Old Country Buffet. I saw those people sitting in his audience tonight and realized why the fear of getting old is a very well-established and properly substantiated one. I just felt so bad for those people, and so scared that I might one day be there as well. Goddam Alzheimer's sucks ass.