Unbelievable

Last Thursday, I believe it was, I saw a notice posted back in the City announcing an upcoming lecture entitled, “The Human Race, and Other Rigged Events.”  (I’m telling you, the City’s not to be missed.)

Those fully stocked with holiday, and revolutionary confidence would be those who would proclaim, “Gee, I wanna be JUST LIKE ME when I grow up!”

In the City I once saw an advertising slogan that assured potential buyers that “A million people CAN’T  be wrong,” and I thought, “No, well if not that, then what COULD they be?”

One philosopher declares, “The future is unclear.”  Another avows, “The future is uncertain,” and yet another proclaims, “The future is inscrutable.”  And a Revolutionist thought, “They just use such euphemisms to cover their 3-D fear that the future is UNBELIEVABLE.”

Although I’m not absolutely sure of what this signifies, I feel inclined to pass this along to you.  Once, after a number of orbital whirls about the floor with the ever popular, ever vivacious, Jack Daniels, I heard a certain Revolutionist explosively smile, and devilishly confide, “I got a CURE for the future.”

J.