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the pursuit of happiness is a strange thing.... mayhap happiness comes and happiness goes... death of a loved one, cancer, loss of arguses (ships) in business endeavours - leading to financial ruin....

truly though, Democracy is a great furtherance to equality in the pursuit of happiness amongst the various Nations and races of the Earth....

truly, a great many Souls dedicate themselves to a monk-like existence, and this is their happiness to avoid Sin and even relationships with others, and forego raising a family, and this constitutes their pursuit of happiness.... and mayhap, should u talk to one of these monks, they will tell you to avoid using the word 'I' as much as possible, if you seek greater mastery in human existence and affairs as it leads to unnecessary affirmation of the individual ego to the distraction of the group ego and the group effort.......

shortly, we will forego this good advice, and wickedly draw on 'I'.... but first....... know we that in this modern, brave new world, a blanket covers all society and this blanket is constituted of the achievements and accomplishments of modern civilization: television, the arts, theatre, 3-d cinema, plastics, oil, digital technology, automobiles, the production line, mcdonalds, modern medicine... the list goes on and on... so that only a few years or barely a few centuries after the English blazed a trail by ushering in the industrial age and the industrial revolution, most all societies of the world are somehow benefited by the greater and shared technologies.... and all folks are more or less free to forego these great advancements and sleep in a cave and avoid using washing machines -- however this may only be fun for a few weeks......

part of this society then lies in an uneven distribution of wealth as is inevitable and even the Russians with their tremendous strong wills could not enforce the even distribution of wealth without great detriment to themselves and the poor and horrified peoples around them...

hence we find it, to quoteth from the theme song of TV show, 'Different Strokes', that, 'you'll have yours, i'll have mine, and together we'll be fine, coz it takes different strokes to move the world (and it don't move to the beat of just one drum)'...

having stated all that, now we will affirm in the first person (which, as stated above, can often lead to a bloated and unworthily mistaken sense of self-worth)... (plural) that we were one time riding in our taxi last year as we are wont to do some 50 hours of the week, outside Sydney's most expensive and choicest hotel, when one Charlie Sheen was outside the premises, having his photo taken by various mere mortals.... Mr. Sheen was kind enough to the strangers to let them take his picture with them nicely, and the said driver, did not wish to intrude on the moment, content to watch, some 10 yards away, from the comfort, or smelly stickiness, of the vehicle's front seat.......

Mr Sheen, by the way, was recently, metaphorically speaking, whipped senseless like Adolf Hitler by Eva Braun before bedtime, by various Network Executives upset with his general naughtiness and stinky-bottom-ed-ness....

but we ask ourselves, what would have happened if said driver had quickly exited his cab, to ask Mr. Sheen for a quick photograph together......

cue eerie harp music and wavey screen image effect....

'hey i wanna get my picture taken too,' i say

'hey ok i can squeeze one more person in,' says mr. sheen, (pause), 'hey wait a minute, you smell like crap, i'm not gonna take a picture with you, go to hell....'

then imagine as i perform a jumping roundhouse kick on charlie sheen.... his body flies back in the air some 2 or 3 yards or so and then i perform a jumping double forward roll leap and land on mr. sheens chest -- there is a cut in the montage of this action at this stage that poignantly and amazingly shows me landing on his just, the i raise mr. sheens arm while he lays prone and snap one of his fingers as he screams and i say some witty, violent remark like in the movies, e.g., 'divide that digit by two!' --- the scene would go on for another minute like that with amazing cuts and montage until mr. sheen is shown crawling around looking for his teeth and i drive off laughing insanely..........

what if? i'm just saying...........


in other updates, gay homosexuals Trey Parker and Matt Stone are probably celebrating, as they lick eachother's arseholes out how by insulting Muslims everywhere they were able to get some innocent guy locked up for 25 years just because the FBI and cops believed in Santa Claus too much coz he has blonde hair