Sea Pickles!

Oh, if I knew now what I knew then, I'd know it all. I do know this- every minute that you spend worrying or hating is a minute wasted. Just remember, they're not the boss of us. You're not breaking any laws by loving this world. 

If the politics and the culture and the religion that you grew up with aren't serving to make this a better place for everyone, check out. Start your own. Establish your currency tied to love. When cryptocurrency is down and the dollar struggles, huggin' and kissin' go through the roof.

Run for emperor and don't bother telling anyone. You'll win. Think what it will do for your self-esteem.

Be more like your dog, that's my advice.

Give us peace on earth and end this dreadful, dreadful war.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XiVEecogOHw

 

My Sell-By Date

We're waiting for company. Well, it's my cousin, George, and his wife, Isabel, so it's not really company, I suppose. It's visitors, though, with news from the outside world. Oh, I poke through the New York Times and The Guardian every morning, but we don't have much real contact with folks out there worrying about the economy and nuclear annihilation and political upheaval. 

How can my timing have been so incredibly impeccable?

Fools are taken care of. Go where the love is.

Give us peace on earth and end this dreadful, dreadful war. 

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qM40KGbkfuU

 

Naive Forever

Sometimes I'm pretty sure that nothing matters, that it's all just a dream. Mine or someone else's. Most of the time I'm sure that it all matters and that every breath that I take affects the whole sh-bang. 

Whatever the heck goes on, my role is a small one. I'm getting better at letting life happen instead of getting up in the morning to change the world. 

I know my place. I wouldn't trade it if I could.

Give us peace on earth and end this dreadful, dreadful war.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TUeb6jYbEbI

 

Winsome, Lose Some

Sometimes it's obvious to me that I just need to step back and take a better look at this world, my world. Every time that it seems like I've backed up about as far as I can, I discover that the binoculars can be turned around.

Paul Ehrlich died recently. In the late '60's and early '70's he was an authority on predicting the future. His book, The Population Bomb, scared us all silly, warning us that the earth was overpopulated and beyond any reasonable carrying capacity. He was the most visible futurist out there at the time, a serious version of The Amazing Kreskin.

Now, of course, any economist worth his hedge fund can tell you that the big threat to any culture is a shrinking population. Not enough babies being born. Fornication took a big hit when TikTok came along. The Chinese went directly from fining couples who produced too many offspring to rewarding couples who procreated. Keeps the cigar and baby buggy industries chugging.

Even though most of what Dr. Ehrlich forecast has come to pass, his message regarding our quality of life with too many of us on the planet is out of fashion. What good is clean air and clean water if the nasdaq index is down. Who cares about a famine in Sudan if it doesn't affect the Tech Bros? Eventually Jeff will have the drones delivering deli items and Leon will have charging stations all over Khartoum, and it will all work out. Don't count out the gentrification of Mars!

As Red Green would say, "Don't forget- we're all in this together."

Give us peace on earth and end this dreadful, dreadful war.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Orjbwv8H9zM

 

What You Wish For

Yeah, I know. 

Here I sit in a spectacular natural setting, the sea all around me, on an island, cut off from the boring "real world." Everything's slow here. There's a human scale that seems to have gone out of fashion in most places. Traffic's sparse and dogs are everywhere. They all seem slower and calmer, too. 

Work's not plentiful but neither is ambition. 

Smugglers and sailors and pirates make up most of the history and the tales of the area. Hasn't been much money around here since the navy pulled out. The navy's loss.

Cruise ships bring folks in to gawk at the locals and the natural beauty of the place.

No, I'm not sitting here, hunched over a laptop and a Bloody Mary at Pepe's in Key West. I'm settled on a soft sofa in my living room in Portland, Dorset, my home for the last three years on the English Channel.

Yeah, I'm sure the world will find us. Honestly, we would welcome a few hippies and queers and perverts and drunks and pirates. A few bucks from the more adventurous artists and writers and celebrities of all stripes would go a long way towards patching a few potholes and caring for a few hedgehog orphans, too.

I know that I'm lucky. I won't be here to wring my hands and tell the newcomers what they missed. These are the good old days, my friend.

Give us peace on earth and end this dreadful, dreadful war.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EsvW9db5So8&list=RDEsvW9db5So8&start_radio=1

 

Paradise & Utopia

Floaters. Remember floaters? Seems like they were like hula hoops or pet rocks. Every now and again, during an eye examination, a doctor will ask, "Do you ever have floaters?" The fact that I'm supposed to know what he's asking about confirms that they exist, or, at least that they once did.

Mostly I seem to remember that the more you tried to look at one, the quicker it drifted away. Floated.

Happiness is like that, isn't it? Meditation. Thoughtful living. Give a beggar a mansion and he's gonna worry about upkeep, insurance, the neighbours fence.

I'd like to advise you on accepting this beautiful existence. I would if I knew.

Give us peace on earth and end this dreadful, dreadful war.

 

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=h79TPsAIWjs
 

Rain Barrels and Monkeys

They're not the boss of you. You hear some version of that all your life, and yet you stay in line, nose to the grindstone and your pants pulled up. Well, I suppose I've lived a little out of the mainstream, but only a little. No more. From this point forward I'm living like my party's in power, the good guys are in charge, my team won.

My team, by the way, consists of the underdogs, the kind ones, the folks who understand that it's a short ride and every second that you waste is a second that you've lost. A good nap, by the way, is not a waste. Neither is any time that you spend making someone, or something, happy.

There's plenty of tragedy in this world and there always will be. Use your love like a fireman uses water. You're the boss.

Give us peace on earth and end this dreadful, dreadful war.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4loLXZutaiM