Friday, June 6, 2008

Mahalo Masochism

Where is my angel?

Summer has brought the first of the long sweaty nights when your sheets soak through and you toss and turn searching for a cold spot. On these nights the mind is left to wonder in dangerous and disastrous ways. The kind of ways that illustrate the danger of free thought.

Should I create a naked news agency that would challenge CNN? Should I be a headhunter for old Soviet scientists and rogue states? Should I go deep in the Amazon to be worshipped like a god by native people who have had no contact with the outside world?

The last one shows the danger of such thoughts. No good would come of that. Only a one way trip to the lion pit.

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