Shrinks, Sellers, Sins: Madness Monetized

ode to the controllers, chosen by god/less/ness

Get you a $200 an hour
shrink, get you through that divorce
make sense of triple shafting
by US of Annihilation
figure out how to get through
joblessness, precarity
maybe the fellow with PhD
will get you to understand
futility in wanting such
unrealistic change

Jungian, Freudian, primal
scream, psychodynamic
behavioral, arts therapy
humanistic, play therapy
think of it as a $5000
investment, our family’s, chatting up
some fine fellow of the middle
class, big home, he’ll
understand precarity
58 years and counting
unemployable, the culture
he hangs to making his
counseling killing
he’ll get you there
imaging, breathing
cooking up all sorts
of half-baked ideas

the jig is up for some
of us, these bizarre chosen
few — controllers, everything
under their thumbs
determined by some Yiddish
undertone, some fabricated
intellect, these guys and gals
write the books, make the pedagogy
define the lines, draw up laws, set rates
so just sit back, talk to her-him
absolute understanding
pay up front, of course
that advice of Controllers,
corrective, legions of psycho laws
all the spiritual remittances
floating on the shore of Maui
retreat, imaging, visualize
leave the mess behind

Murder Inc. is one
Mattel Land of False
ideologies, therapies, policing
financial laws, legal dictum
you are fodder, I am the fallen
studies, maybe, ADD, on the spectrum
these fellows and women
count on the slide, the hobbled masses
more addictions, more body mass
indexes out the roof, blood pressure
strong enough to push water from
fire hose, enough Holiday Shopping
to return twenty-three-point-five percent
on the investment, debt, delusion, dreams

these tap dancers, writing musicals
about hard luck Johnny, pregnant
Trisha, all the lunacy of goy-gentile
they flavor scripts with lies
under the big lie, absolutely disconnected
dreaming of Maui, Aspen, dreaming
for children, the next generation of hagglers
intellectual frauds, felons of finance
anything the next generation
means to the minority
fallen angels, for sale
old Beelzebub, half price
bargain basement Judea-Cristo

did you get coal in your stocking
some big bill for the ano nuevo
another rotten 007 race baiting
movie fun Star Wars kinda season
more of them, launching careers
padding million-dollar accounts
sing-song, just like the Catskills
Vaudeville, the soft shoe
singing along, strumming
all the Henny Youngman
yuk-yuk Jon Leibowitz
one more trial, one more
million to be made a second
Tiny Tim, Mark Twain
sell the shine

you have to psycho-
analyze-climate change
regurgitate the lies and big
lie, sing song into the eye
of the storm, capitalism
markets, derivatives, hedge,
fiduciary, actuaries, the angle
of the wind, capitalize on flood
fire felony filth
there are dimes in
children’s blinks
23,040 a day
adds up, man
twenty three hundred $
yawns, well make it ten
bucks a shot, oh, 30 a day
three hundred clams
lifetimes worth of millions
it’s in the bank, loans
based on the number of belches
make that a hundred bucks
each fart, now we’re talking
three grand a day, per
human mark

this is how it works
psychoanalyze it all
pay as you go
brainy boys and girls
all dressed up for
another party paid for
by Breaking Bad
Orange is the New
Black Mad Men
you understanding yet?
we are elite, chosen
god’s people, here to design
feign, frolic
all numbers, algorithms
marks born every second
making mints from death
slow dying the better
for a fancy wedding
for the loved ones
keep the disease
sell the junk
obsolete thirteen nanoseconds
off the conveyor belt

you want that shrink
talk about your troubles
hold your hand
ahh and ohh
you, laugh at the times
disease is how we got here
how they will go to the top

Paul Haeder's been a teacher, social worker, newspaperman, environmental activist, and marginalized muckraker, union organizer. Paul's book, Reimagining Sanity: Voices Beyond the Echo Chamber (2016), looks at 10 years (now going on 17 years) of his writing at Dissident Voice. Read his musings at LA Progressive. Read (purchase) his short story collection, Wide Open Eyes: Surfacing from Vietnam now out, published by Cirque Journal. Here's his Amazon page with more published work Amazon. Read other articles by Paul, or visit Paul's website.