john bennett | misanthropic

Misanthropic

I’d rather be misanthropic than miss the boat or be Miss America in high heels and a bathing suit or be misplaced, mystified or magnified by poor judgment.

I’d rather be misanthropic than misaligned or malignant, misinterpreted or put upon by zealots, run down by crazed cows, chopped up in small pieces and fed to sharks, voted in or voted out, stretched thin like gum on hot pavement.

I’d rather be misanthropic than all the bruised ugly alternatives.

The smart thing is to have a cyanide capsule implanted in a molar for that day when you begin grinding your teeth.