I Need To Compose A Song Called "Why Do I Feel Like An Asswipe?"

 

I feel like shit because I'm talking.  Tough shit, one could say.  

Maybe there is no equivalence.  I  say there is, between transgender surgery and the once optimistic procedure, lobotomy.    Both have been considered  good ideas.   As the old joke goes, once lobotomized one has nothing to worry about.  And nothing to worry with.  I ripped that from P.T. Barnum.   

He said it about a circus freak in his side show.   I'm making a jingly paperclip chain out of several things that trended in the last half century.  The trend in changing gender surgically and chemically, with the old trend in generous frivolous psycho-surgeries of the 1950s.   Could, sometime in the sci-fi future, transgender medicine be in the same paper envelope as cosmetic surgery, in the widest way?  Remember the late singer, Michael Jackson, the way his nose, after a zillion alterations to it, nearly died on his face?  People all over were having excessive surgeries and were getting grotesque long term results.   

No shit, I mean no harm to anyone with this post.  I'm concerned a lot of people could be worse for wear after too much medical procedures and meds.  The future might suck worse than now. But hasn't it already?  

Thanks for reading!