Nature's Finest
A Brief Glimpse into the Psychology of Television and Its Viewers
It is a Monday morning
I'm watching a boxing match on the ol' tube. There are two men, one in blue trunks, one in red trunks
I don't root for either of them
Spittle flies, blood hits the floor along with blue trunks
Red trunks is on him
The ref attempts to interfere, gets a swift one to the chin and takes a nap
Red trunks puts two more nails in blue trunk's coffin
The crowd panics
It takes four men to subdue red trunks until the paddy wagon, EMT's and coroner get there
Why are they still filming?
I change the channel
There is a lion being filmed in a documentary; it's just finished hunting and killing an antelope and is now indulging itself
seems interesting enough.
About the Creator
Steven Krous
I'm a small town (small state) writer, born and raised in Rhode Island. My goal is to share and gain wisdom through writing, ultimately teaching and being taught by the lost, broken and/or discouraged souls of the world, one word at a time.
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