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There are those that people seem to worship:

the athletes, the singers, the dancers, the actors,

the acrobats, the photographers, the artists,

the writers, the poets, the beautiful.

But why do they think so highly of them;

why believe in those who do not better society?

Yet who am I to talk,

with my strange lines and strangled words?

Is ‘food for thought’ enough to be known as useful?

I am unsure.

The things I think about may not be important,

they may not be necessary.

Maybe I am not necessary.

Irrelevancy seems to be our culture’s curse.

“You are useless,” it says.

“You are worthless,” it proclaims.

Perhaps that is why people love those who are singers, actors, poets:

they are the ones who have been able to seem useful

without ‘bettering society’.

They make practicality seem unpractical.

They make people feel good watching them, listening to them, hearing about them.

They distract people from their own usefulness and uselessness.

They make ugly seem pretty and stupid seem smart.

They have defied usefulness.

They feel good enough.

And by feeling good enough about themselves,

they can spend their lives making others feel good enough;

making others feel special and useful and worthy.

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