So here we sit…

…at the dawn of the Great American Oligarchy, taking our pick from the flora et fauna, and we still decide who lives and who dies. We are pit against each other in our arena of capitol that is bringing us down with a system so vast that even the minions can erase you.

…But where there is life and love and beauty there is hope.

We continue on because there is imperative to life and love and beauty.

We live on not because we can’t die but because we must see the life and the love and the beauty prevail.

We’ve been through a lot together Dena, me (James) and all of you but that doesn’t mean we can rest, and I mean, not for a second.

We have jobs to do. We have projects to complete. We must fix what we have broken and whatever it takes we must continue on with our lives and loves and our beauty.

So here we shit at the top of the food chain in the third decade of the twenty-first century… still taking our pick of the flora et fauna… we still decide who lives and who dies but we’re not pit against each other, or at least we don’t have to be, and we can bring it all down with a system so vast that even their minions won’t escape us.

Peace first!