DOMINATED TO PERMANENT LOSER-FALLS

 We are now in a situation where the notorious upstarts play a double role and parade around to please. The sarcastic joke, the cheap, trinket object of public ridicule, which the media sends out daily, acts as an antitoxin, temporary appointed dilettante-geniuses beat the blatt with a slur, which is still valid for them by subjective right; because any kind of vile-lying no-man's-land pose that finds its way unnoticed from one person to another seems unbearable. The pain of petrified, permanent waves of humiliation regularly torments the victimized weaklings under the doubled weights, they can groan, beg, and plead - in vain. 

There is no one left and there will never be anyone. The obsolete superiority of those accustomed to permanent defeat always comes out on their faces, measured by competition and the slaps of failures. Who could precisely measure the weight of superfluous human chatter, whether the honor of a given promise is even worth anything these days?! 

Because in every case there is already a petty, privileged solution, like a kind of exploited perspective trick; how and how to plunder, plunder, like the treasures that the Bashas like Darius. 

While the simple man walks, rushes to work, like the diligent cricket or the busy ant, he is forced to put his weathered life in quotation marks, because Time's time is running out early, because now too many people are inclined to bow and bow to their will, even blindly, in a pre-arranged fair comedy. How much time will it take again for the XXII. At the dawn of the 21st century, a more inner, soul-ennobling humility can speak to a person, all-business paper-jacks sell themselves.