Fugitive Fragments

by Mike McGuire

Orwellian Haiku

1984 George Orwell

NSA listens.

Cellophane cellphones reveal

our hatred for them

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26 thoughts on “Orwellian Haiku

  1. wonderfully cynical Mike, I love it!

  2. GREAT last five syllables for this piece no doubt. :)

  3. wordsthatetch on said:

    your words framed my feelings perfectly as I turned off my cellophane phone… :)

  4. I don’t know if you’ve ever chanced upon http://www.iwrotethisforyou.me, but that blogger just made available for free download a book of poems with NSA-flagged phrases all over them, with a cheeky warning that anybody who clicks the download link is risking being placed in the NSA watch list. (I’m too paranoid to click.) Your haiku here would fit nicely in the collection, I imagine.

    • Thank you for this compliment, I’m heading over there right to check it out – anybody who ridicules those data leeches deserves our support!

  5. Reflecting the current state. true words:)

    • It’s a bit ironic in a democracy nightlake for a citizen to have to ponder if the people are running the government or the government running the people. Use a verse, a book or a petition but let them know this just isn’t on.

  6. Bravo! So true!! :) :)

    • Thanks Nadia, you’re doing your bit to let them know that they shouldn’t abuse the trust of the people who voted them into office.

  7. To fight Big Brother
    Join the grassroots protest group
    Restore The Fourth dot net
    :-)

  8. Good one, Mike.

    Read this, Big Brother!

  9. like he pigs in his Animal Farm, they are only trying to protect us from ourselves ;)
    the Bastards.

  10. Yes of course, first things first.

  11. But as long as we can still read Amanda Bynes’ twitter feed and see who she’s currently calling ugly, we’ll be alright!

    • I’m a full month late in responding to this comment and notice that you’re the only one I do this to. I normally pride myself for keeping up with comments but you’re obviously…special.

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