Hi RATs!
Nobody has any rights. This wretched asteroid has a few cheap trinkets
scattered over and under its surface, and we spend all our time
fighting over who owns which. As if anybody is watching, or, if they
are, gives a ****. We are self-propelled gimme geezers.
Bikes? Hitch-hike, or walk, to the nearest retailer and simply buy the
biggest one he or she sells in your favorite color. Big tires are nice.
Knobby is only for younger, sexually active, people. Those of us with
tenderer digestive systems deserve a bit of caution. My cheap 12 speed
behemoth took me fairly to the pharmacy when I was doing years and
years of penance for my Leather and chrome mini-van excesses, long ago.
Somehow, I am listening to Sketches of Spain. Miles before his
social-economic balls dropped in the way of his view of Heaven and gave
us Kindred of Blasts.
Boom boom is easy to reproduce. The life forms it crushes will,
perhaps, visit again, but, I can see no economy in their destruction.
Eve, nor, otherwise.
Godlet Geo II has shown us clearly that the quick path to societal self
destruction is always available. He attacked some sandpit with lots of
oil and not much crash and steal experience and now has millions
wondering if anyone will ever smell the flowers they plant. Big deal.
Geo2 is not my kind of guy, but, neither were most of the world leaders
in history.
I like Music and building circuits. Living among the testosterone
poisoned monkey brains who think they are meant to Rule the Universe is
a bit less exciting. They may kill us all. Big deal. We were all gonna
die, anyway.
Maybe the next step of evolution will support fine Music.
I doubt it, sincerely. But, at least I feel sure they will be tempted
SIGH!
Happy Ears!
Al
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