throwdownyourguns
Luther in my lounge room...
Martin Luther was a bit of a prick really, I never did like having him over to stay. He was so fucking impatient, always banging on the bathroom door while I was trying to back-one-out in peace-and-quiet. I was glad to see the back of him when he moved out...
We had a string of back-packers to stay in the spare room after that. The Irish were much more fun to have around the house, they had none of the hang-ups Martin had.
Oil painting and charcoal drawing are a perfectly good way to delude yourself you have a meaningful life.
Waiting for the nuclear winter started by some egomaniac to wipe us all out can be so tedious.
You need a good pass-time but it can be hard to get started on anything substantial. Global nuclear disarmament would be nice,
I'd be happy about that but what can you do? Perhaps instead of the paradoxical IAEA statute accelerate and enlarge the contribution of atomic energy to peace
we could lobby for someone who has been to the brink, like Gorbachev, to be the head of a new United Nations body for Nuclear Abolition (UNNA).
