After some contemplation
Which I'm famous for doing
I came across the analogy, that seems rather fitting...
It's like the Jerry Springer Show.
Sometimes we're...
The sister who's been cheaten on by her brother
And sometimes we're her husband
Then other's, we're her brother.
The audience, getting addicted and charged from being able to put a W in our column
Getting a high from this condensed piece of their life, that we couldn't get otherwise...if they knew more about these people...would it be entertaining...easy to chant "hoe" and "ugly"?
Sometimes we're Jerry...the ring-leader who pokes fun at these people, without them even knowing...seeing the absurdity in everything.
We're also the men in black, also laughing...breaking up fights that never existed...
The producers that feed this craving of self-rightousness at other's expenses...
We're objective one day...and subjective the other...one day we just care about ratings and camera angels...other days we want to look at good as possible...being part of the insanity.
Such potent doses of lives....we are never able to put it in real time/real life perspective...
But then it wouldn't be entertainment.
Birth sign: Gemini
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