Local anchors list the ways viewers might enjoy tomorrow. One says, “Get some great....”, but that seems like a stretch. The other snickers, meaning, “Where were you going with that?” Like you thought * Like you could defend vanity in the sense of idle conceit, vacuous self- absorption, doing whatever it takes to whatever because, really. * As if to say, “Conceit is the vacuum energy.”
"This poem brings together my ongoing obsessions with popular media and contemporary physics. It begins with the vacuous but relentless banter of a local news team, then centers on the two meanings of the word conceit: an inflated self-conception and (in literature) an exaggerated comparison. It ends with what might be an exaggerated comparison, 'Conceit/is the vacuum energy.' (The vacuum or 'dark' energy is the repulsive force in empty space thought to be driving the expansion of the universe, and here, metaphorically, the patter of these television personalities.)"