Transatlantic Cable 3 – Slow News Days

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Transatlantic Cable 3 – Slow News Days

Once, the gossip only moved
As fast as anyone could walk,
Or gallop, if there were a need
To hurry-up the speed of talk.
The fastest was the pigeon post,
As long as messages were short.
But once the ocean vast was reached,
Then all those means would count for naught.

Despite the wings, despite the hooves,
Despite the engineers,
We’ve not advanced the speed of news
These past two thousand years.

So letters, treaties, plans and briefs
Must make their way together
As slowly, slowly, boat by boat,
They risk the waves and weather.
The urgent and the leisurely
Arrive still side by side,
Yet over land we’d have them there
As fast as we can ride.

Despite the ships, despite the crews,
Despite the steam and gears,
We’ve not advanced the speed of news
These past two thousand years.

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