Con Job

face it
we have an adverse tolerance for the truth
like raw meat
(not even in small chunks!)
we prefer the comfort of blatant deception
a cocktail of little white lies
served up in crystal goblets
before the main course of hard-core rhetoric
platter after platter
the product of a connoisseur think-tank
“Institute for the Advancement
of Propaganda and Manipulation”
with graduates scattered
among the talking-heads
the distortion of reality
televised and sponsored by the fickle public
and endorsed by every expert in the land
we satiate ourselves with the obliteration
of every relevant fact
and drown out any trace of guilt
with a chaser of denial
and in a chorus of laughter
we can ignore anything else
that might get in the way
of a good con job