Appetite for Distraction – Another Day.

He wakes up. It is cold. He makes himself a wheatbread bagel with egg and turkey bacon. He also makes a coffee. He drinks the coffee and he eats the bagel. He is back in bed when he does this. There are crumbs. He leaves and reenters the house several times. The first time because he forgot his camera. The second time because he left his phone. The third time because he forgot his pass. The trains and the buses were no more busy than any other day even though the President is to be inaugurated for a second time. Augur – a sign or a prophecy; Inauguration – what prophecies to come for the next four years as this ritual is performed? He does not know. He takes pictures of his pitted face with his new camera. There is no blemish that goes unhidden or criticism that comes unbidden in the babble of debate that goes on inside his head. The day is uneventful except for the inauguration of the President of the United States but it is not even that because that happened the day before for and this is just an overwrought ceremony that Leni Reifensthal would have been proud to have choreographed. The Eagles are released. The entrails are read. All is well in the Empire and the Empire is all well. He goes to sleep.

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Armchair anthropologist, sometime scribe, freelance philosopher, amateur artist, part-time poet, musical maven, alliteration aficionado.

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