News influenced creativity...

It's Monday, the 23rd day of the new year, the time goes by quickly.  While we once thought we were supposed to slowdown and think, we’re expected to view a situation from multiple sides and needed to have the facts before we could express an opinion, it turns out that suddenly the centre spot at the playing field is lost and there are just a goal and corner flags left on one side.  In America they can abolish all surveillance cameras, because, from last weekend on, the recorded material is no longer usable as evidence and soon, only the manufactured reality, approved by the most narcissistic "leader" since Hitler, will be freely accessible on the internet.  The printing press seems to be saved, the truth must be shared on illegal paper, written by real journalists and through an underground circuit, distributing from under the counter.  Those who always claim that privacy-sensitive information was safe in the hands of a democratically elected Government, should consider their position one more. The transition into a North Korean style of popular representation is, as it turns out, no impossibility. Meanwhile the "international internet circle of friends" of that unconventional sawdust maker on his solitary hill in Central Portugal, keeps thinning out.  Between the creative scraping and sanding there is certainly room for discussion, but to refute all "alternative facts" is exhausting and especially the translation of patriotism into nationalism, racism, homophobia and even straight arms to the great leader, makes the state of mind of that woodworker sway between anxious, angry, combative and sad, and ultimately it doesn’t do his creativity any good.  It even hurts a bit to see talented people, with an eye for detail, finishes and style, making such beautiful pieces of craftsmanship, at the same time have the capability to express the most terrible, discriminating, terrifying terms as responds to the reality they don't like and express through different forms of social media world.  While the English prime minister plays with experimental red buttons on her Victorian desk and almost made the State of Florida uninhabitable for thousands of years, someone else is trying to figure out why there are 24 codes and 18 locks on that fumador, which is securely screwed to his oval desk.  The concept of "having a cigar out of your own box" can’t be explained to him without violating rule number one; never doubt the alternative truth.  Meanwhile the sawdust maker finds himself, dazed and without memory of working on his pole lathe, with an unconsciously made figurative and explicit artwork, turned from a thick olive tree branch, in his hands.  His creativity is obviously under the influence of soaked up information. Something in the back of his mind shouts; Well, put it in a box and send it to Downing Street no. 10, she will be happy with it!  Though.....  there is no nuclear charge in the head.