Once you are gone from this world, you have no cares as to the state of the living - government, and etc. This is easily proven by going to any cemetery, and yelling out some sort of inflammatory question concerning anything at all. You might hear crickets, or if you're like me you will hear that constant ringing, but you will not hear the dead make any comment. Joe the grave digger might yell something back, but that doesn't count; he's still breathing.

Because of this, we, as writers, need to look to the future and perhaps (if we feel the need) write our feelings in an expressive way that might (only might) provide a wake up punch to the nose to the generations following ours. Mind... you can use the brain dead as a punching bag all day and all night, and never once will they feel a thing. That, and you might bruise your knuckles.

And so, dear readers, I give you this small piece... enjoy...

And now I shall depart for some very fine Mexican food.

Vixyy