Often the
marginalized shake hands with their own black and blueness.
Otherness is stroked for a while, made to swell until
virtue is made from deficiency.
A mild or strong group is formed in the cornfield or concrete block
apartment or downtown office building or 90 miles south of Fort Worth.
The rest of us plunk down into subgroups of 15 or so too,
often stockpiling enough similarities in each other whether it's the
enjoyment of pro football or the repressed damage of mean parents or
training in the same profession or the loss of a child due to drunk
drivers
or the mistaken belief that some freakezoid is the same Jesus Christ
who used to
walk Earth. This way we raze a nation of citizens and
come up with a millioned
honeycombed units fractured, floating.
Lobbyists are good at this. Urban streetgang leaders are good at this.
David Koresh was good at this. Presidential candidates had better be
good at
this or won't win. Once there is a cohesive group
and the thwack of bureaucratic pressure
is placed at a right angle to it
things can go south, and do.
© 1995 Daniel
X. O'Neil
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