If self-appointed carnival masters of civic, financial, scientific, religious, social and educational leadership perpetuate beliefs that can’t be questioned or debated, it’s safe to say there’s fairgrounds about to be washed away. When the stink of groupthink corrals me and you into us vs. them, Mr. Clean vs. unrighteous janitor, outside the fence heathen vs. inside the carnival ‘believer’, it’s tempting to imagine even the stuffed animal prizes will soon head for the exit gates, having been provided no alternatives.

Still, you choose choice.

Self-absorbed fairgoers crowded around the Dime Toss booth are oblivious to each others experience, conniving for every coin, telling you its OK because they’re victims. They use their ill gotten winnings to sponsor your small-selves removal, for your very presence and lack of agreement with their ideology is perceived as violence against them. You’re damn sure you never want to be a part of this ‘in-group’, as most are, and are on the edge of believing there’s nothing or no one worth trying, buying, lying, sighing, or dying for – including chocolate covered bacon.

Still, you choose choice.

An out-of-balance carnival that’s lost critical thinking is not even worth tearing down, for all the squirming masses are now creatures in the pen, wallowing around in the animal display area, proudly looking at their reflections and forgetting their self-induced destination is to end up as pork products. Yet, you just move through, immune from their irrationality, transitioning to other dimensional playgrounds that feature appearances from life and death.

You’ve chosen choice.

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