Dear Donald Trump has been saying he's going to bring the steel industry back to the US, presumably to Pittsburgh, and elsewhere, maybe Flint Michigan or the jolly old land of Oz. It seems to some people like a generic great white hope for Uncle Sam. Minus the steel biz, the 'Burgh has become a ward of the Greater US, it has become a banana republic, and a travesty of social economics. It's a developing third world, with new construction and an old looming downfall. The new Pittsburgh has a few more years to bask in its newness before a succession of money melt downs turns it back into forty square miles of ghetto. In the mean time, there are lots of lovely little things and liberties to enjoy. Best: staying home and shopping online.
Shopping has never been all that great in the 'Burgh. That's why I so dearly love Ebay.com. The stainless steel coming from China has been improving steadily. The aesthetics of it all can be wonderful. I've been collecting stainless steel jewelry. Costume jewelry has never been better, thanks to the US giving over its industries to China. Other fashion items, synthetics especially, have never been cheaper, and by mail order one doesn't have to talk to a dork in a shopping mall to obtain said garment. As of the last passing second, everything has been coming up roses.
All that, politics, economics, socialization can take a long, heartfelt flying fuck. It's frivolous. While the world gets more and more hinky. Here's a poem I wrote, recited, arranged and recorded. It's called 'Dark Side.'
Shopping has never been all that great in the 'Burgh. That's why I so dearly love Ebay.com. The stainless steel coming from China has been improving steadily. The aesthetics of it all can be wonderful. I've been collecting stainless steel jewelry. Costume jewelry has never been better, thanks to the US giving over its industries to China. Other fashion items, synthetics especially, have never been cheaper, and by mail order one doesn't have to talk to a dork in a shopping mall to obtain said garment. As of the last passing second, everything has been coming up roses.
All that, politics, economics, socialization can take a long, heartfelt flying fuck. It's frivolous. While the world gets more and more hinky. Here's a poem I wrote, recited, arranged and recorded. It's called 'Dark Side.'
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