The New Jerusalem

Every time I meet a woman who works in public relations, i think "That's a collaborator" That in another place, and in another time, that's the person who would have jumped on nazism or maoism or any ism that would keep her on top. And every time i get "fuck you" spelled in sugared words, or a well-manicured handshake that hurts like a claw to the eye, I wonder, is killing a publicist a crime, or simply preventative medicine for a diseased society.