Building Better Worlds

Mr. President recently exclaimed that ‘we,’ the US, would now resume the title as world leader in all aspects implied with green energy, infrastructure, and social. But did any other country or leader ask ‘us’ to do this? More pertinent, have you had a Kennebunkport minute? Your social register score, vis a vis poll numbers, seem to suggest, yes. I am thrilled the new spending bill will cost me nothing, with the great thumbs up you gave a bit ago, but methinks something has gone awry, and I don’t think it’s just me.

It’s kind of like hitting the ‘agree’ button on the user end agreement tab for logging in or logging on to corporate platform, whereby no risk is assumed or implied; no responsibility is given or taken, rights freely surrendered–in order to gain entry–kinda like an IOI gratitude center in the future world created by Ernest Cline, Ready Player One. Credits to replay and repay in the Oasis, yes, but geez, at what cost?

The darkest Draconian story in science fiction history has to be the Aliens Franchise story in the Eighties with Sigourney Weaver as Ripley, our hero keeping one step ahead of Weyland’s plan to make profit in the BioWeapons Division. The above tee-shirt worn by a Muni rider is a classic I always loved to see when he was waiting at a bus stop or boarding my coach. In fact, looking a tee-shirts is a great hobby on the bus, or now when I walk down Kalakaua Street in Waikiki.

I’m sitting here in my condo, waiting for a buyer to view my apartment to make an offer, and she cancelled because she wasn’t feeling good. I went online to get a mortgage quote to see what my monthly payment would be and how much down payment I’d have to fork over if I bought this place, and all of a sudden, I knew how the potential buyer was feeling: excitement exhausted with the nausea of creating more debt.

You know, that sinking feeling in giving away your email and phone number and wondering how long it would take to clear out the spam over the next few months, and how many calls from unregistered phone numbers I be getting with no one on the other end, if I answered. Even if I did have a car warranty.

Anyway, this place doesn’t have a pool. And the place I’m going to look at has one: with beautiful small cobalt blue tiles hand placed with a golden tiled design on the bottom. Hmm. I feel better now.

Go Joe!

Build Back Better!