Million Dead

Ladies and gentlemen, please take your seats,
put on your thinking caps. now here's a poser for you:
you know sexism, the social scourge of the sixties
seen as singularly responsible for a plethora of ills? well the reaction,
after starting well, has moved from the sublime to the ridiculous
through self-defensive actions of the string-vested interests.
so please let's dispense with tired fixations with forms of address,
and with constant vilification of legitimate sexual attraction,
with weak accusations of inverted discrimination,
because it's getting old.
come on girls, this is weak.
come on boys, gird up your loins.
and yes,
I'm no qualified social theorist, but I've got me a few ideas
I picked up while I was trying to be a human being.
...I'm amazed - no seriously, folks, I'm really fucking awestruck.
Leafing through so called lifestyle magazines...
The beauty industry is just the tip of the goddamn iceberg...
The prostitution of dignity for a sense of humour?...
The smallest blows against ignorance seen as too much?...
and you're afraid.
you're cowering behind a bravado built on pornography for cowards!