(Below is another poem I wrote in 2021.)
Who, what, and why do you believe?
When did today’s babble of know-it-all
shouting begin to drown out facts and truth?
Which culprits opened the floodgates
of baseless rumors and crackpot theories?
Is today’s tidal wave of disinformation
the fruit of a free-for-all internet?
The drone of combative opinions thunders
ever louder across mass media
numbing minds and stymieing thinking.
Remember the adage about opinions —
they’re like assholes — everyone has one.
But are they informed or uninformed
who and what are the sources
have they been verified?
If it smells like bullshit
shun the bull.
I remember Clint Eastwood coming up with that line in one of the Dirty Harry movies. He delivered it so well. good poem, Fred.
Remember the adage about opinions —
they’re like assholes — everyone has one.
That's a good one, right on Fred. When did the world become so complicated with misinformation everywhere? Oh, let me think. Could It have something to do with the orange baffoon in the White House? Really, 3 1/2 more years. These are definitely not going to be my golden years.