Sing it out loud and clear, listen to the choir echoing in the rafters, "Hallelujah, Hallelujah" - our 21st Century civilization is safe, safe now from future wars. Love has finally won out over hate, love is the great emancipator from conflict, it demands turning over the other cheek or set of cheeks. Generals aren't immune from physical relations with subordinates, it seems, since they're out of uniform when the formal deed is done.
The top general of our longest ever war, or is that wars, has found the answer. Not even penis envy could dissuade him from his newly found amour. He has unleashed the secret of the Holy Grail, not a cup or what the cup holds, but the secret is in an attitude. Neither parades nor Navy seals grab his attention but his command to attention is centered in his groin.
Our country, once so homophobic, cursed all over the World not even comfortable with "Don't Ask, Don't Tell", finally hit its stride last week when fondling between ranks became the new norm. Coupling's now commonplace ; even the birds and bees do it.
Foreign countries are to be embraced in their struggles for independence. Once it was just between leaders but in the future may mean individually embracing. Its outcome may truly cause a World wide melting pot, colors fading away, language blending into indefinite twangs. Killing them with kindness will be the ammunition of the future, a kiss there, a hug here, a pinch or two, and then some real foreplay. "Goodbye, My Fancy" will make a grand comeback.
Hypocrites invade our lives far too often unannounced and undiscovered telling us, "do as I say, not as I do".
They love the choir singing loud and clear, "Hallelujah, Hallelujah" since the music drowns out their dishonesty. The question plaguing us all seems: are we better off knowing the truth, or better off not knowing it ?
Ronald C. Downie