You're weary of me asking these questions, I know, but I keep coming back to what seems obvious to me. Who decides what's valuable? Sorry, but I don't buy that rare and scarce bit. Surely kindness and love are as hard to find out there as gold and silver. They surely are if you're homeless.
Here's the platform that I'm running on: laughter and colored glass, peace and kindness and rock'n'roll. No pants, either. Unless you wannna wear pants. Then, pants. I'm a regular politician under the surface. I'm here to put Kevin Spacey out of work.