The more people there are
(more all the time)
and the more media there are
(same) ,
the less attention there is to go
around. Celebrity
diverts rivers of it
like golf courses in a desert.
Whole groups, cities, nations, cultures
crave attention (more than ever) ,
partly because of the illusion
that they may receive it. An
epidemic of narcissism expands.
We manage ourselves as commodities,
with packaging, labeling, advertising.
It is the other attention-deficit
disorder, the more harmful one.
An insatiable mass-appetite. Add
Americanness to it, and
it becomes exponentially worse.
hans ostrom copyright 2015
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