Bee's Knees.

If I was the bee's knees... well, I wouldn't exist.
I have this little bug on my shoulder, nippin at my ear every time I see a television screen. Well, at least one with cable or satellite or whatever crazy new doodad you people are watching the tube with these days. Anywho, all I've heard about is god-damn Michael Jackson.
Do NOT get me wrong. The man was talented and did an undeniable amount for the world of pop music. He was an inspiration for many and hell, he could carry a tune like no other. But that was more than 10 years ago. Look what he turned into. I don't even have to explain it because we all know. And there lies the problem.
This country, culture, world spends so much fucking time fawning over celebrities and entertainment that we're failing to look around us. We can't wait to see who won American Idol and, hand in hand, who fizzles out under the gestapo-like eye of the media.
Why can't we get back to arts? Hiking, camping and enjoying our damn world?! We're glued to screens 24/7. Now I do my fair share of screen gazing, but I find standing/laying in one spot and just staring up at the sky is more entertaining in every respect. Given there's only 25 stars above this oven of a city, but I know them intimately now.
I'm honestly scared for this world.


Consequently I'm also scared of snakes.