Rockerboy

The Rockerboy gyrates at the edge of the stage, the hypnotic beat throbbing from the speaker stacks at either side of him. Driven by energy and fury, he bears his soul to the audience. Captivated by the rockerboy’s fire, the crowd’s emotions become his personal plaything, to be directed at will. His word, delivered as lyrics thundering over the band, becomes gospel for those caught in his spell. Another group of people has been swayed by the rockerboy’s message, and joined him in his rage, passion, joy or anger. The Media looks confidently into the camera. The surrounding action and chaos elicits no reaction from her...she has a job to do, and she’s going to do it. On the other end, you see her on your wallscreen on the evening news at six-thirty. Her poise and confidence are infectious, and despite the camera, TV, and fifty-thousand miles of cable and sattelite transmission between the two of you, her eyes seem to find you. There is honesty and candor in that gaze, backed by a wisdom