Conspicuous

I went to a fundraiser for a presidential candidate last night.  It was held at a club that has been described as “Hollywood’s one-stop shop for conspicuous nightlife consumption.”  On a regular night, I could never get into that club. 

The candidate spoke about changing the country for the poor, to people who’d paid more than a week’s wages to see him speak (and oddly, try to touch him) for 20 minutes.

It made me sad to be there. 

I always hope for someone who is different, who really wants to try something different.  And always there is just so much talk, so much talk.

© Laura Genao 2007