After a lifetime of fumbling to screw up the courage to ask a girl to dance, I seem to have finally solved my problem by avoiding dancehalls, juke joints, discotheques and nightclubs.
I don't mean to brag here, but if the average male thinks of sex around nineteen times a day, as scientists claim, then I'm well above average.
So, here I am- a shy Lothario, a clumsy Casanova, a stammering Valentino. My imagination is x rated.
Why worry about trade wars and nuclear destruction when an anvil could land on your noggin at any moment and leave you flatter than Wile E. Coyote, deader than rock'n'roll.
Once you're born, the end of the story is no mystery. The chapters between birth and oblivion are up to you. Sorta'. Less if you're not white enough, female, poor, unhealthy in any way or just geographically challenged.
Having been brought forth into all of the lucky categories, during the time of Elvis and the Beatles, I'm more or less obligated to acknowledge my fine fortune and I do.
All you need while you're here is love. That's what I've learned.
Give us peace on earth and end this dreadful, dreadful war.
That's right! Congratulations. Everybody's a winner, everybody gets a prize.
For folks who believe in ghosts, there are ghosts. Those who believe that everyone's out to get them better opt for two factor authentication to log in to all their internet accounts and get some sorta' doorbell with a camera. Don't even think of getting hitched without an ironclad pre-nup, unless of course, your beloved has more stuff than you.
I've usually been poor enough to avoid spending too much time worrying about security. Oh, I've lost some hubcaps along the way and I've been shortchanged a time or two for services rendered. For the most part, I've always gotten a fair shake and more than my fair share.
Somehow, I can't help but believe that there's a golden age on the heels on this sad, dark period of history. Oh, I may not see it, but I'm living a dream here and now. I'm more than happy to share my reality with you.
Give us peace on earth and end this dreadful, dreadful war.
There comes a point where I'm worn out commenting on the collapse of the culture that surrounds me. I remember my lack of patience with old fools who spouted off about Elvis and JFK and BB when I was at that point in life where you know everything.
There are, of course, opinions and philosophies that I will stick with:
Kindness brings happiness.
There has never been a good war.
All you need is love.
Girls rule, boys drool.
Don't pay any attention to me. I get my ideas off t-shirts and bumper stickers, not some high tech structure like tiktok or a sacred text written anonymously centuries ago, changed several times conveniently by kings, suggesting plucking out eyes and threatening eternal damnation.
Maybe I never walked five miles in the snow to school but I did meet Jackie Wilson.
Give us peace on earth and end this dreadful, dreadful war.
Somehow, I seem to always land on my feet. I won't be living out my days on sacred Native American ground soaked in the tears of citizens distraught over the destruction and decay of a dream that has become a nightmare.
I'm not gloating. My heart breaks for friends, family and strangers left to absorb the shock of pillage, hate and moral decay.
My life, an ocean away, is not immune from the upheaval. Economics is global now. The environment doesn't know borders. Besides, the USA will continue to influence politics and culture all over the world.
I remember when movies weren't allowed to show evil taking the day. What happened to the hero riding in to town to save the day? Good versus evil isn't politics. If religion is about revenge, retribution and punishment, count me out.
I hope to live long enough to see love conquer hate. I don't count on it.
Give us peace on earth and end this dreadful, dreadful war.
What happens when naivety and self-awareness beget offspring? Sometimes I try to pass myself off as "authentic." I'm in short supply. I'm not bragging. Demand is even slighter.
Sticks and stones, buddy. Sticks and stones.
Give us peace on earth and end this dreadful, dreadful war.
