*LIFE PRESERVE* (in progress) mural design by Ben Harubin with artists Nick Anvil, WCool, Pepe Paban, MattG, JohnM, Worth

 

 

At times of real stagnation there’s always the gambit of the
“Contrived, Controlled Crisis.”

Yesterday I received a letter from a fellow on a not too distant world who
told me that sometime back he had taken my idea of “fake it ‘til you make it”
so much to heart that only recently had he realized that he was no longer
operationally aware of his fakery.
To quote him,
“I can’t tell anymore whether I’m actually faking it or not.”
…(now, now sir, no need to thank me.)

The Revolutionist doesn’t hate the opposition, the established powers,
but is in eternal resistance to local conditions, whatever they are, in him.

One traveling thinker told his stay-at-home-son, “Almost all streets in
three dimensional settings are one way; thus guilt has no guilt.”
…(He confided to me later that just in case this message didn’t produce
the desired effect he has left instruction for a card to be sent to his son on
the offspring’s ninth birthday telling him to “chill out.”

If our speech did not reflect our correct chemistry,
we’d all be on spring break.