Attention, Please - Poem by Hans Ostrom
The more people there are
(more all the time)
and the more media there are
the less attention there is to go
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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