This Cynic Doth Dispel His Own Kant

Alarming heart wrenching
(stabbing non-abating
with genuine appall
ling brutality) zing

across screen, or
in print exacerbating
forcing, imposing viewer,
and/or reader to revisit

atavistic primal past activating
21st century Homo sapien
to experience (albeit vicariously)
quotidian tragic news,

which relentlessly doth wring
realistic sadness, sans psychic sting
eventually admitting figurative
(sic) kill your hammer

blows deaden public
emotional trust, thwarting
the ability to feel,
which subsequent empathy

decreases to abba
solute zero sensitivity,
whereat comfortable numbskull state
of mind turbo-charges,

quickens, and nudges
callousness, via onslaught of killings,
viz where plethora multi
media platforms air

(twenty four seven)
(far more horrible, reprehensible,
unconscionable, et cetera
egregious violence -

splashed across front page, which
grim stories lack shock value,
and with flying blood red
colors surpass fictionalized

made for television macabre
nuanced crime stories),
way beyond the outer limits
of the twilight zone of credulity

visa vis not even discoverable
tapping into the unimaginable realm,
where dirty deeds
done dirt cheap by

some contemptible person,
who contemplates (premeditates)
deliberately inflicting
maximum human suffering

which ignominious atrocity
(interestingly enough) affects
a portion of the
population to wring
hands, while unbeknownst

non relations (i.e. strangers) fling
arms around each other
such as yours
truly reckon eyes,
the existence power of consolation
despite the lack oven available antidote.