Television

We sit gaping at flashing screens
Yelling and screaming and hurling packages
Of sound and picture carefully crafted to paste us onto them. We
Often throw ourselves on it and yearn
For that ungettable nothing by switching
Channels rapidly like flipping through an
Uninteresting interesting book in the library
About to close. Torn between this yearning and
The guilt of having wasted hours, we overwork
Our fingers on the worn-out buttons of the remote,
The cheap Chinese batteries unable to comprehend
Our inability to discern. What do we want? The TV
Refuses to give us that. We forget that it only gives us
What they want to give us. Where is our choice? We sit in
Emptiness looking for the eluding fulfillment. God
Bless the TV! I think it’s not for me.

Genius gadget

Of all of man’s recent inventions, the Iron has been the most neglected.
The magic of heat and weight straightening crumpled creases on various clothes is an important part of our daily lives. From officials to stars, anyone who is looked at or looked up to tries to get the creases ironed out. The frowns and glares that crumpled shirts invite are incentives enough to make the hard work that goes into this straightening act worth it.
Though simple-sounding this stretching and pressing can be a painful act. The fabric dictates the temperature to be set and anything too cold will dampen your work and anything too hot will end up in smoke, even burning a hole in your pocket. This gadget genius needs careful handling for it can burn your skin to a roast, or shock you with electric current. The steam function can be easier but also tougher what with black grease holding on to your iron’s surface.
Many an impression in the modern world zeroes in on the work of this plugged contraption.