I’m a great believer in harmony, and it would be nice if the whole world was as one, but it tends not to be, and that’s why I’m betting against humans in the race to doomsday.
I’m also wildly and enthusiastically a Democrat and have voted Democrat for the past 60 out of my 82 years, although frankly, I’m tempted to vote for Nikki Haley just because she really knows how to dress.
Personally, I hate politics, and I’m just radical enough to think that everyone ought to be allowed to live their lives in peace and harmony, and that all humans are the same — you can’t tell one from another.
Think of “Earth” as a sort of test. Can those stupid humans ever learn to cooperate instead of competing?
Because that IS the message from the Ancient Ones — those guys who have been buzzing Washington with their scout craft over the past few months. Make friends or die.
Don’t bother to spread the word — it’s already too late. Humans had a slim chance back in 1956, when they had contact with the Federation, and they decided instead to blow themselves up with thousands of nuclear warheads on each side.
I have a Federation Dollar on the humans wiping themselves out by the end of the decade, and I’m just hoping things fall apart faster, so I can collect my bet.
As a matter of fact, my friends — the ones who made contact with the humans — all have bets against, and even so, we’re getting good odds — 9 to 5.
Here are a few things to perhaps amuse and entertain:
Here are a couple of albums recorded at Alta Street with me as engineer/mix.
See You At The Top!!!
gorby