Yeah…well…there’s always extensive localized carpet-bombings and Mozart…or Police songs: Get it on film to dehumanize & desensitize the activity, put little purple or yellow or orange bouncy balls bouncing over TV screen with Police lyrics to sing along to, …so the kiddies can learn that it is bad for extremely poor people in exceedingly void regions to have upwards of 5-15 kids expecting not to get blacklisted for societal cleansing & oh happy day music and their fifteen minutes of fame & misfortune, ah-ee!, praise babudom

Gi’me some PT, good for you, good for me, motivating PT, ...…I wana be a recon ranger, I wana live a life of danger; I wana be @ air force station, I wana’radicate overpopulation

Nah, just (wink-wink, nudge-nudge) goofin, …but I wouldn’t want to have never met our second son … nor would I have wanted to snap the neck and stew up the carcass for supper of our decidedly unacceptable would-be daughter. No, probably a hellofalot more commonsense needs be looked into by those spooing active cultures into honey-bake-ovens for sake of the ooooh and the aahhhh all over the world including those catholic ones who say condom-iniums are bad! Was there EVER a time when the people’s heads weren’t being tweaked by expedient megalomaniacal ad mongers with hands in pockets or tainted blankets offered affectionately to the meek by mercenary missionaries

No. There’s got to be a better way. Fletcher’s Memorial Seafloor Vacation for Colonial Wasters of Life & Libation … is everyone in … are you having a ni-ice-nine time …now the primal solution can be defined: … bon voyage … come sail away to dark castle (thank you Roger & Kurt)