Fake Plastic ______ (fill in the blank)

Os recados. As notícias. As reflexões.
Os posicionamentos feitos de avanços e recuos que, de tão previsíveis, se tornam tão tristes...
A falta de arrojo. Os jogos de xadrez em tabuleiros de polietileno. Ainda por cima é tudo plástico e inox hiper-areado. Sem brilho, sem novidade, sem preservar qualquer sabor. E que, de tão gasto, nos leva a crer que o plástico sabe bem.
Os Radiohead já tinham falado disto. A única diferença é que, pelos vistos, a gravidade (no sentido da qualidade do que é grave) nem sempre ganha.

Fake Plastic Trees

A green plastic watering can
For a fake chinese rubber plant
In the fake plastic earth

That she bought from a rubber man
In a town full of rubber plans
To get rid of itself

It wears her out, it wears her out
It wears her out, it wears her out

She lives with a broken man
A cracked polystyrene man
Who just crumbles and burns

He used to do surgery
On girls in the eighties
But gravity always wins

And it wears him out, it wears him out
It wears him out, it wears him out

She looks like the real thing
She tastes like the real thing
My fake plastic love

But I can't help the feeling
I could blow through the ceiling
If I just turn and run

And it wears me out, it wears me out
It wears me out, it wears me out

And if I could be who you wanted
If I could be who you wanted
All the time, all the time.

:-(