Don't Play

 

Cheaters never win. The meek shall inherit the earth. Those are lies perpetuated by Elon Musk, Donald Trump, Vladimir Putin and my next-door neighbor. If you can cheat and get away with it, you'll win.

Oh, I hope that doesn't sound like I advocate cheating. It's just that I have my own definition of "winning."

Money is not the root of all evil. Never was. Evil is the root of all evil.

Seems to me, if you do what you do for money, you're missing the point. Try love. Get back to me. Let me know how that works out for you.

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

Love's Supply Chain

 

Love's like money, isn't it? There's enough to go 'round, but there's a serious distribution problem. We need, somehow, to get it into the orphanages, the animal shelters, Washington D.C., Gaza.

Give it all away. You'll never run out and you'll never regret it. They'll make fun of you. Enjoy every minute.

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

Home Again

 

Well, it's warm over there, I'll give you that. It's always great to see old friends. Of course I miss more than I'm able to see. I'll be back before too long. Meantime, there's no place like home and home is where the heart is. Oh, I could go on and on with the cornball maxims. 

These days I live life. I spent the early part preparing. It took all I had to invent George Ronald Elliott. Turns out the Social Security number and driver's license weren't adequate. Schools, jobs and social pressure were never enough to bend me properly. 

Now in our Portland, the locals proudly sport "Keep Portland Weird" bumper stickers just like the folks in the other Portland.

I'll do what I can.

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