Overhead

They walk past. Their pants hang. They speak a language known, natural, glorified, but primarily composed of the trash found in the nearest recepical. They raise praise and claim with their hands those who they know nothing about. They view the way they act as....normal; something of greatness, of honor and respect. They are not alone in their views, for most of the known population views it as normal. They are, what They make, Themselves, to be.