Aw come-on toss a pie in my face or something for Pete’s sake. Where's your gumption, your presumption, your nitrous nous on the loose? WE all know there’s no stopping what “the Fed” started all those years ago. Kennedy’s proof o that. NO stopping it. Lightnin bugs in a jar we are. What remains is lip service for argument sake, servitude, & borrowed time. & a few good rhymes on the left & a few bacon farts on the right. & OM in the middle where the drum circle meets. The greatest of all our minds are dying with the highest designs of useless information attained through all the best intentions. & so it goes. Do you know love? Well then: Cool. G’nite Irene.